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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute—wild stuff, huh? Watched *Inherent Vice* again last night, fave flick, total mind-bender. Doc Sportello, man, he’d get it—runnin’ round LA, chasin’ tail, smokin’ weed. “The trees are all whores!”—that’s me, yellin’ at pines, thinkin’ they’re hidin’ some shady lady. Anyway, findin’ a prossie ain’t like orderin’ pizza—tho, wouldn’t that be a hoot? Dial up, “Yeah, extra sauce, quick!” Nah, it’s messier, sneakier.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

I purposely walked around the hotspots area and bamm I found so many massage parlours few hundred meters from Pavilion MRT station. The lady outside the parlour approached me .

I’m tellin’ ya, sometimes I get mad. The city can be wild. Sometimes the noise, the crowd—they get to ya. I swear, I almost screamed on Parkside Road last month. Missed the bus, got soaked, and then—bam—I was overheard by a snarky dog walker. But hey, life's funny.

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