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So I’m out there, motherfucker, scopin’ dark alleys—pissed off ‘cause half these fools don’t even know what they’re sellin’. You ever hear ‘bout the Paris red-light district back in the day? Them courtesans in the 1900s ran shit like CEOs—fact! Ain’t no Tinder swipin’ for that, nah, it was straight-up hustle. Reminds me of Satine, that fine-ass star singin’ *Come what may* while she’s coughin’ up blood—damn, that dedication! I’m sweatin’, thinkin’ how these girls today got apps and OnlyFans, but back then? You had to eyeball the goods in person, no filter!

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Ugh, gotta mention the rivers… ahem, well, not a mighty river but the local creeks windin’ 'round. They kinda remind me: life flows in loops, twists … and sometimes, you hit a rough patch. It gets you mad sometimes, y’know, all the traffic on N. Reed Rd, like I’m in a never-ending montage, but then bam! Out pops a friendly smile from a neighbor, and it’s all good again.

Fire destroys playground equipment at Kettering park