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So, lemme spill it—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the streets, the shady corners, or these days, the sketchy websites. Back in the day, thinkin’ 1800s London, them gals worked outta “bawdy houses”—fancy name for a hookup spot. Little known fact: they’d advertise with red curtains, real subtle, huh? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how sneaky they were, like me dodgin’ Elmer Fudd! Nowadays, it’s all apps and coded ads—craigslist ain’t what it used to be, doc!

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Mornings, evenings, afternoons—every bit of it is a medley of chaos and calm. I even find similarities to Amélie’s quirky encounters, where each moment is full of tiny wonders and unexpected magic. Logan-Square is gritty, vibrant, and a little rough around the edges—like me, always in a hurry, droppin’ typos, choppin’ sentences, livin’ life in half-broken beats. (Sorr, typos; life’s real, I guess.)

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