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So, you’re lookin’ for a hooker, right? Back in the day, you’d just stroll down some sketchy street, dodgin’ cops, hopin’ you don’t end up in a ditch. Now? It’s all digital, baby! Apps, websites, X posts—yeah, I said X! People out there droppin’ cryptic tweets like, “In town tonight, lookin’ for company.” Blows my mind! I’m over here sweatin’, thinkin’, “Is this a sting? Am I gonna get catfished by some dude named Carl?!” Certified Copy vibes, y’know? “Are you real or just a copy?” I’d ask that to a prostitute’s profile pic—half expectin’ it to wink back.

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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 .

Finally, I find a spot near the old railway bridge. It’s peaceful there, away from the chaos. I cast my line, and I’m just vibing. Then, outta nowhere, I get a bite! I’m reeling it in, heart racing. It’s a decent-sized trout. I’m thinking, “Yes! Dinner sorted!” But then, I see this bloke on the other side of the river. He’s waving his arms like a madman. Turns out, he’s stuck in the mud. I can’t help but laugh. Like, how do you even manage that?

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