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Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya somethin—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic down in the holler! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that movie *The Return*—you know, my fave, Andrey Zvyagintsev’s joint from 2003—and it’s all moody and heavy, kinda like when you’re scopin’ out some shady street corner. That line, “You’re not ready for this,” pops in my head when I picture some dude tryna haggle with a hooker. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Spoiler: it ain’t!

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Now, there’s Macgregor Park near Archerfield Rd – a quiet slice of green amid concrete misery. I stroll there on my break when my back screams. Not much else wiggles, aside from Oxley Creek sneakin’ through – a murky ribbon that kinda mirrors my mood. Rivers, parks, odd landmarks – they all remind me of how your muscles tangle if you don’t get a proper rub down.

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