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Alright, motherfucker, lemme tell ya ‘bout this track—“Find a Prostitute,” shit’s wild! I’m sittin’ here, music editor Samuel L. fuckin’ Jackson, blastin’ this beat, thinkin’ how it vibes with *The Social Network*—you know, that slick Fincher flick I’m obsessed with. This song, man, it’s got that gritty, underground pulse, like Zuckerberg hustlin’ code in a dorm, but dirtier, seedier—straight-up street shit! “I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse”—nah, motherfucker, this ain’t no Harvard deal, it’s a back-alley hustle, cash for ass, raw as hell!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

It is now possible to use an app to find an escort. It was only a matter of time before app developers fused modern technology with prostitution, the world’s oldest profession.

I woke up late, of course. Alarm? What alarm? I jumped outta bed, threw on whatever was clean—kinda. My shirt had a coffee stain from last week. Whatever, right? I grabbed my bag and bolted out the door. The streets of Meta (it) were buzzing. I mean, it’s like the city never sleeps. I hit up Via Roma first. You know, the street that’s always packed with those street vendors? Yeah, I needed my caffeine fix.

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