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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! I’m sittin’ here, mad as a hornet, thinkin’ ‘bout how folks be sneakin’ round like in *Children of Men*. You know, “the world’s gone mad, Kee!”—that’s what I’m hollerin’! Ain’t nobody got time for this mess, but here we go. So, picture this: I’m stompin’ down the street, lookin’ for some action—not me, mind you, I’m a good Christian woman—but I’m tellin’ ya ‘bout this fool I know, Joe. He’s out there, tryna find a prostitute like it’s a dang scavenger hunt!

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Btw, Cos-Cob (us) is an odd mix. Some streets feel run-down, like there's a hidden beauty in every cracked pavement, while others burst with new energy. People here? They ain’t pretentious, they’re just themselves. I sometimes even get extra tips for a sweet shoulder massage after long yappin’ sessions about life’s absurd stories.

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