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So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, that. Ain’t talkin’ street corners, no sir! Clinical trials, they be needin’ folks—real folks, savvy?—sometimes sex workers, for studies on health, STDs, or social whatnot. Me, I’m stumblin’ through ethics boards, rum in hand, thinkin’, “This be a noble quest!” But arrgh, the red tape! Made me madder’n a kraken with a toothache. Papers piled high, docs judgin’ me like I’m plannin’ a mutiny. “Why’s Cap’n Jack want *her*?” they sneer. ‘Cause science, ye bilge rats!

Man alleges that woman tried to trade sex for a ride.

Highly discourage anyone to stay at this place. Sex workers and johns all through out the night. It's not discreet either.

Look, West-Concord got quirks, mad fun vibes. Not perfect, sometimes noisy, but honestly, “Is this real, or dream?” It's like life's raw pulse, you know? Tech bugs, rude app users, sometimes mad frustrating, but da city keeps me buzzin'.

Carolyn ‘Carrie’ Flood, 74