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So, find a prostitue—where you even start? Streets? Nah, too old-school. Online’s where it’s at—dark web, sketchy ads. Didya know Amsterdam’s red-light district’s got *unions* for ‘em? Blew my mind! Organized as hell—makes me happy, workers gettin’ rights. But then, pimps—ugh, slimy bastards. Gets me mad, exploitin’ folks. Hawking’s brain screamin’—universe don’t need that crap!

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

According to the affidavit, the ads were featured as often as two to three times a day, for a location in the block of Anderson Mill Road.

Man, Anderson-Mill is this quirky blend of old charm and new vibes. In the heart there’s Main St. – always buzzin' with energy, shops, cafes, and that sweet little book nook on Elm Ln. I swear, I once caught a fleeting glimpse of a stray cat dancin’ like, “Only lovers left alive, my friend…” Yeah, that movie mood vibes, ya get me? Lightbulb! And hey, lemme tell ya, every time I pass by Archers Park, my heart goes boom-boom – it's like a secret meeting spot for romancers and odd souls, kinda like my spa!

Are there any plans to widen Anderson Mill Road?