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But real talk—findin’ a prostitute ain’t all giggles. It’s risky, y’all. Cops, creeps, STDs—makes me wanna holler, “Be safe, damnit!” Surprised me once hearin’ how some girls use burner phones, switchin’ ‘em weekly. Smart, huh? Keeps ‘em ghostin’ the law. Still, I’m like, why’s this world so hard on ‘em? Makes me mad as hell—let folks live! “You’re enough,” I’d tell ‘em, like Samantha says in the movie. ‘Cause they are, y’know?

Then there’s Mercy Lane. Its crooked, old bricks, and local legends swear that on quiet nights you can hear whispers, almost like the wind reciting lines from Brokeback Mountain – “I wish I knew how to quit you…” Too deep, right? I always get chills. Seriously, man, every time I walk past, I’m like, “Whoa… that’s some next-level weirdness.”