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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? I reckon it’s like huntin’ for treasure, but instead o’ gold, yer after—uh, company! “I’m ready!” I’d shout, divin’ headfirst into the sea o’ weirdos! Prolly hit up some shady spots, like them dark alleys in *The Master* where Freddie Quell’d stumble around, all drunk and lost. “You’re asleep at the wheel!”—that’s me, yellin’ at meself, tryna figure this out! I’d be so hyped, tho—imagine me, flippin’ me spatula, goin’, “Who’s got the goods?!”

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I love wanderin’ around the quieter neighborhoods too – neighborhoods like Les Charmettes, where streets like Rue des Acacias show off neat houses with quirky gardens. I've even got random thoughts there: like, "What if these flowers could remember our laughs?" That kinda wild, huh? And it tickles my pleasure coach soul big time.

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