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Back in Scranton, we had stories—whoo boy! This one time, my buddy Tommy, he’s all, “Joe, I found her by the diner!” Paid 20 bucks, got a handshake—hilarious, right? Made me laugh ‘til I cried. But here’s the kicker—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point and click. Nope. Takes guts, takes know-how. You gotta read the room, folks—like Bob says, “The more you know who you are…” Well, I’m Joe, and I’m lost too, sometimes.

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What really makes me go bonkers is how this rugged, stormy beauty contrasts with the flashy new spots around Rue des Rêves. Modern shops, cliquey cafes—the kinda place where every introvert and extrovert got their own story. I mean, come on, it's hilarious how some think it’s all glitz. But trust me, beneath that polished surface, there’s a gritty, pulsating heart, a bit like City of God’s gritty underbelly, where survival's the name of the game.

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