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So, findin a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, fam. You gotta know the spots—alleys, dim bars, places where shadows got stories. Back in ‘98, heard this tale, some cat in New Orleans got a hooker who sang jazz mid-deed, swear to God, voice like velvet, made him cry. True story, prolly. Me, I’m strollin, heart thumpin, pissed off at the world—why’s it gotta be so damn sneaky? But then, bam, there she is, leanin on a wall, smirk like she owns the night. “Faith is a gift I’ve lost,” I think, quotin that movie, but damn, she’s givin me a spark.

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Then there’s New Castle—it’s like stepping back in time. Those cobblestone streets are like “hidden blades” if you catch my drift. A winding lane there, near Church St., when you turn a corner, boom—the whole town’s charm hits ya. It’s totally like, "In martial arts, the best moves are unseen." I mean, come on, dat simple wisdom from Ang Lee, right?

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