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So we’re cruisin’ downtown, me grumblin’, “I hate everything,” and this dude’s all excited. Thinks it’s easy—ha! You gotta dodge cops, weirdos, and those sketchy ads online. Saw one once, blurry pic, “discreet fun, $100.” Looked like my aunt’s chihuahua in a wig. Laughed my ass off, then got mad—waste of my damn time. Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ on corners anymore, nope. They’re sneaky, got apps, secret X posts—searched some, found jack squat. Surprised me, honestly. Thought it’d be simpler, like orderin’ a steak.

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So, yo, right off the bat, let’s hit Rue de la Station. It’s kinda the heart, ya know? Even though it’s busy sometimes, there’s a chill vibe at night. I always say: "Goodbyeee to language, cc'mon, be real!" – invokin’ that Jean-Luc Godard feel... echoing in every step.

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