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So, “find a prostitute” – what’s the dealio? I’m thinkin’ it’s like investin’ in somethin’ risky, ya know? Like, you’re swipin’ through options – not Tinder, doll, I mean the streets or some shady site – and it’s all “buyer beware!” I’m gettin’ mad just thinkin’ bout it – these gals, they’re out there, hustlin’, and some jerk’s probly skimmin’ their cash. Ugh, makes my blood boil! But then, I’m like, “Oh, honey, you’re so naive,” – straight from “Her,” that line kills me – ‘cause it’s true, I’m sittin’ here judgin’ when I don’t even know the half of it.

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Man, this place is somethin’ else. The streets buzz with life. I stroll down Main St. 3rd Ave, wheres every corner has a story. The park “Heart’s Haven” is my favorite—peaceful, like a slice of heaven. Yea, I run my spa just a few blocks from it. I get mad sometimes at how busy it gets, but damn, it's real life, ya know? I hang out at “Moonlight Park” at midnight—crazy serene, like something outta Amour—“I want you to remember my face”… yeah, it sticks with ya.

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