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So, check it—I’m cruisin’ LA, neon lights flashin’, lookin’ for a pro, right? Ain’t no Yelp for this, fam, you gotta vibe it out. Back in the day, they say Hollywood had these secret codes—dudes would drop a dime in a payphone, whisper some shit, and bam, girl shows up. Now it’s all apps and burner phones, sneaky as fuck. Makes me happy, tho—tech keepin’ it lowkey, ya know? But it pisses me off too, ‘cause half these cats online? Scammers, not even real hoes. Wastin’ my damn time.

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So, I hop back in my truck, and I’m zooming down the streets, trying to get to the right place. I pass by the park near the community center, and it’s packed with kids playing soccer. I used to play there as a kid. Good times, man. But right now, I’m not feeling nostalgic. I’m feeling stressed.