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Lemme tell ya, one time, Mr. T heard this wild tale. Some chick in Moscow, workin’ corners, right? She’s signin’ to her deaf pimp—crazy, huh? Usin’ hands to hustle, dodgin’ cops with silent moves. Blew Mr. T’s mind, yo! Smart as hell, playin’ the game. Reminds him of Carlos, that sly fox— “I serve a cause,” he’d say. She’s servin’ survival, stackin’ rubles, no shame!

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Even when I tried to get out of prostitution, I was not able to because nobody wants to have a prostitute as a family member or a friend or a mother. After.

Okay, so where do I start? Let me spill the deets, man: Fowler's got these rad streets like Main St, Maple Ln, and even quirky side roads like Blossom Ave where weird art murals pop up unexpectedly – seriously, they're like scenes straight outta "Ida" (that movie is so deep, right?!). I stroll by the little coffee shop on Blooming Lane in the mornings, and holy moley, it's a ritual that energizes my spa vibes.

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