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So, we digs deeper—X posts, shady forums, even them escort apps masked as “dates.” Surprised me, how slick it’s gotten—tech’s king, like Zuckerberg’s empire! Hiss! Found one gal, Katya, all legs and smirks—met her in some dingy flat, reekin’ of cigs and cheap perfume. “What’s yer fantasy, skinny?” she says. Me, twitchin’, mutterin’, “Dunno, precious, just… company?” She laughs—fuckin’ rude!—but takes me cash anyway. Wasn’t mad, though—happy for once, yesss! Felt like, “I’m CEO, bitch!”—movie vibes, eh?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Oh, and the river! The Flint River cuts right through the city. I remember floatin down it on a hot summer day—water splashing my face—and I was like, "Just keep swimming" echoing in my brain. It made me laugh and frustrated me too, cuz some days, I get mad sticky with city dust.

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