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Alright, folks, it’s Larry King here—slow, curious, diggin’ deep. So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? What’s that all about? I mean, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—Toni Erdmann, my favorite flick, that awkward dad, right? “Put on the wig, Ines!”—he’d say. Imagine that guy stumblin’ into this! Hah! Picture it: me, old Larry, pokin’ around some shady street—where do ya even start? Web’s got these sites now, “find a prostitute”—like orderin’ pizza! Crazy, right? Back in my day, ya had to know a guy—shady bars, whispered secrets. Now? Click, boom—there’s Candy, 5’2”, “loves jazz.” Surprised me, honestly—thought it’d be grungier.

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A boy aged 15 saw a woman and a man and walked past them on Upper Nelson St at about pm. The next morning, Frances' body was found by a young girl.

But then, just as I’m feelin’ good, I hear a crash outside. I run to the window, and there’s a car accident on Bridge St. My heart drops. I grab the radio again, “We need an ambulance, stat!” I’m tryin’ to keep it cool, but inside, I’m freakin’ out.

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