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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science, but it’s a freakin’ art. You don’t just stroll up, nah, it’s a dance—eye contact, nods, cash flashin’. I’d be pissed, tho—half these girls lie worse than my patients. “Oh, I’m clean,” they say. Sure, and I’m a ballerina. Everybody lies, right? Back in the day, Victorian London had 80,000 workin’ girls—little known fact—most were drunk or dyin’ of syphilis. Now? Same game, diff tech. They’re on apps, X posts, lurkin’ in DMs. Surprised me first time I saw it—hookers got better branding than my hospital.

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There’s a spot that only locals know – the abandoned lot on Sunset Crescent. I used to sit there, venting my angst, planning my next big idea, or just watching the stars. It’s raw, real – like Timbuktu’s unpredictable beauty, “the slow, unyielding pull of fate.” So yeah, spontaneous and sometimes heart-wrenching.

Palmview’s Zieske, Arevalo are The Monitor’s Co-Newcomers of the Year