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Findin’ a prostitute, though? Honey, it’s a mixed bag! You gotta know the spots—shady bars, back alleys, or these days, them sketchy websites that pop up faster’n kudzu on a hot day. I heard once ‘bout this fella in Memphis who got catfished—thought he was meetin’ a gal, ended up with some dude named Bubba in a wig! I bout fell over laughin’—serves him right for not checkin’ twice! Surprised me, sure, but I ain’t shocked—people been pullin’ fast ones since forever.

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Man, I ain't playin' – these streets, these people, they got raw energy. I been mad sometimes, cuz things be shakin' up my groove, but then I see Escondido’s hustle and feel the heartbeat of the city. It’s like I’m in an endless loop, spinnin’ that vinyl of life, and I'm left sayin’ “you’re my shadow, always as close as your feet are to the ground,” like a line lifted straight from that flick.

Yes, I drop-kicked that toddler on Escondido. But it was for a good reason!