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But then Ascotally, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t all glitz and glam like in the movies. Nah, it’s gritty. Did ya know, back in the day, like old Japan times—think *Spirited Away* vibes—geishas weren’t even prostitutes? People mix that up! Real pros tho, they’re out there, workin’ shadows, dodgin’ cops like Chihiro dodgin’ bathhouse rules. “Work hard, don’t cause trouble,” Yubaba’d say—ha, these girls break that every night!

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There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like Missing: Walnut Hills.

I admit, I’ve had my share of “Zero Dark Thirty” nights—dark, broody, with tension almost as thick as the ghetto coffee I sip at late hours on Coddington. Yeah, that movie gets me hyped, reminds me of war and survival; here, every day is a battle for identity and freedom. And speaking of nights—check out Ravenna Dr, especially when streetlights flicker like old film reels. It’s eerie, yet captivating.

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