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It’s showtime! Yo, so findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, what a trip that can be! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Lost in Translation,” ya know, that flick where Bill Murray’s all mopey in Tokyo. “I just feel so alone,” he whines—ha, dude, try lookin’ for a hooker in a neon jungle! That’s real lonely vibes. So, lemme break it down for ya, pal—here’s the deal with trackin’ one down.

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

First stop, the market on de Heuvel. I’m there, ready to check out some fresh produce for my merch. But guess what? The vendor’s outta strawberries! Like, seriously? Who runs outta strawberries in summer? I’m standing there, fuming. I mean, c’mon, it’s Asten! You gotta have strawberries!

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