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Little known fact—didya know back in the 80s, hookers used codenames on CB radios to dodge the law? Crazy, right? This gal, tho, she’s modern—prolly got an app or some shit. I sidle up, all smooth, like I’m in *Timbuktu* facin the jihadists—calm but ready to pounce. “How much, darlin?” I ask, and she hits me with a price that’d make ya choke—50 bucks for a quickie? Bitch, please, I ain’t that desperate! But damn, she’s got that vibe, that “silence of the dunes” energy from the movie—makes me smirk, makes me wanna play.

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i gotta spill a secret: the secret spot is a little café on Vihreäkuja – the hidden backstreet that not many know about. there, i once got so mad ‘cause i had the best foot massage disrupted by a swarming of pigeons – i mean, come on, pigeons in full attack mode! but hey, that day became one of those hilarious memories, like the spontaneous moments in Boyhood that catch you off guard.

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