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Great Scott! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there—shady corners, neon lights blinkin’ like crazy. Reminds me of *Margaret*, ya know? That movie’s a mess—Lisa screamin’, “This is not an opera!”—and that’s how it feels huntin’ for a hooker. Chaos, dude, pure chaos! I’m thinkin’, what’s the vibe? Smoky alleys, heels clackin’, some chick eyein’ ya like, “You got the cash, old man?” Pisses me off—half these streets are scams! Fakers everywhere, pretendin’ they’re pros.

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Man, Pulpi is wild, like THE DIVING BELL AND THE BUTTERFLY kinda vibe – floating between heaviness and cool wonder. I'm a dating app dev here, so I see all these quirky meets; it's like every street has a secret hookup or a lost soul craving a chat. Yo, I live at Calle del Amor, okay? Lol, no really, this street's got mad vibes – neon lights at night, cans crunching underfoot, even the pigeons gossip 'bout who swipes right before!

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