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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? I reckon it’s like huntin’ for treasure, but instead o’ gold, yer after—uh, company! “I’m ready!” I’d shout, divin’ headfirst into the sea o’ weirdos! Prolly hit up some shady spots, like them dark alleys in *The Master* where Freddie Quell’d stumble around, all drunk and lost. “You’re asleep at the wheel!”—that’s me, yellin’ at meself, tryna figure this out! I’d be so hyped, tho—imagine me, flippin’ me spatula, goin’, “Who’s got the goods?!”

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After my snack, I’m back on the grind. Headin’ over to the other side of town, near the Felling Metro station. I’m lookin’ for this other claim. Some lady says her roof got damaged in the last storm. I’m thinkin’, “Storm? What storm?” Turns out, it was a freakin’ monsoon! I get there, and her roof looks like it’s been through a war zone. I’m tryin’ to take notes, but the wind’s howlin’ like a banshee.

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