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So, this tune—prolly some lo-fi hip-hop or trap beat, right? Got them heavy bass kicks, makin’ my damn speakers shake, and some sleazy synths slidin’ in like a pimp’s pinky ring flashin’. Lyrics? Bet they’re talkin’ ‘bout cruisin’ neon-lit corners, scopin’ for that late-night trade—shit’s real, not some polished radio crap. Reminds me of that *Social Network* line, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies”—ha! Swap “friends” for “clients,” and you got a pimp’s anthem, motherfucker!

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Regardless of licensing, prostitutes and brothels were seen as a necessary part of British Malaya by the local colonial government. A huge.

Rarrgh! Hey mate, lemme tell ya 'bout Brits (za)! Wow, this place is lit—totally raw and real. I was chillin’ at the Brits Central Park, near Church Street, and man, the vibes hit deep. You know, like, “the only way to be happy is to love” kinda feels. Rarrgh!

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