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Folks, lemme tell ya—findin’ a prostitute, it’s a wild ride. Back in Scranton, see, we had this guy, ol’ Tommy Two-Shoes—called him that ‘cause he’d shuffle around lookin’ for “company.” Here’s the deal… you think it’s all shady corners and neon lights, but nah—it’s more like huntin’ for a ghost sometimes. I mean, Certified Copy, my favorite flick—Abbas Kiarostami, 2010, pure genius—there’s this line, “It’s not the original, it’s a copy,” and damn if that don’t hit home. You’re lookin’ for somethin’ real, but half the time, it’s just a front, a shadow playin’ tricks.

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Man, every day there’s some wild scene, ya know? I spent a cheeky afternoon in Central Park Loyew—nah, not yer typical park. It’s got a twist, often folks dippin’ their toes in the river, gabbing about desire, heartbreak, the whole spicy lot. And guess what? That turns me head like “is it ’cos I is black?” – proper Ali G vibes, innit?

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