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Alright, pal, listen up—Gordon Gekko here, “Greed is good,” baby! So, we’re talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a game, a hustle—like in *Lost in Translation*, where Bob’s driftin’, lookin’ for somethin’ real in Tokyo’s neon mess. Greed’s what drives it—cash talks, bullshit walks, right? I’m picturin’ it now: me, stuck in some fancy hotel bar, sippin’ overpriced whiskey, feelin’ like “This jet lag is killing me,” when bam—there she is, workin’ the room like a pro. Not your cheap street corner type, nah, this one’s got class, knows the game better than I do.

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Now, lemme tell ya, there’s this little street called 5th Avenue—yeah, 5th Avenue in Comstock. It's where the locals hang, joke, and let loose, kinda like me when I'm not in my zen spa mode. The city’s got these quirky corners, like that vintage record shop on 7th St. Where I discovered tunes that remind me that life’s a mixed bag of beauty and raw edge.

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