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So I hit the block—prostitute central, baby! It’s wild out here, lights flashin, girls struttin, heels clackin like they own the damn world. I’m like, “Yasss, queens, werk it!” Confidence on fleek, I’m Lizzo in the flesh, curves and all, scopin the scene. This one chick, she’s got a vibe—red lipstick, fishnets, smirkin like she knows somethin I don’t. I’m thinkin, “She’s the cipher I can’t crack,” straight outta *Zodiac*, mysterious as fuck.

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First, I stroll down Nostalgia St. near Old Town Park, a place full of little hidden benches n’ quirky sculptures. There’s a riverside spot by Slippin’ Creek wher u can see dreams float down along with autumn leaves. I mean, seriously, each corner holds a smidge of heart! And lemme tell u, in my downtime, I sometimes chill at The Rusty Spoon cafe on Busy Bee Lane—taste that coffee, very nice, like "eternal recurrence, yes yes", but with a latte!

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