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Little known fact—didja know some pros use old-school code words? Like, back in the day, they’d say “roses” for cash. Ain’t that wild? I heard it from this cabbie—gruff guy, smelled like cigs—who spilled tea bout the underground scene. Said there’s spots where ya just *know*—neon flickerin, heels clickin, that’s the signal. Surprised me, honestly, thought it’d be more obvious, like in the flicks! But nah, it’s subtle, sneaky—kinda hot, kinda creepy.

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Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

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