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Dunno, mate, she’s a mess, a mystery. We hates it, but we loves it too—kinda like a sick beat you can’t unhear. Prostitute life, raw and twisted, just like Haneke’s lens. Keeps me up, thinkin’, strummin’ me guitar til me fingers bleed. What’s her next scene, eh? What’s ours?

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A second murder, of a prostitute, also seems to lead to Hulin. But Hulin leads to Jimmy Dean Styles, who runs a couple of bars where Hulin.

Down on Cypress Avenue, you'll catch streets lit like small homies on a Friday night. Yo, I be strollin’ past that old Beale Club on Martin Street – its neon dreams and faded glory remind me of how life's a wild ride. Walkin’ in these parts, especially near River Bend Park, gets me feelin’ like I’m in one of them deep movie moments, real Leviathan vibes – “There is no rule against being evil,” I swear, like life’s full of twisted poetry here.

Humidity returns and so do our rain chances