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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up and wavin’ gold coins like some horny hobbit. Nah, it’s a game, a hustle! Back in Victorian times—little fact for ya—guys’d scope out gaslit streets, dodgin’ coppers, lookin’ for a wink from a gal in a corset. Now? It’s all apps and shady ads—modern Moria, mate! You swipe, you scroll, you pray it ain’t a sting. Makes me mad as hell—where’s the adventure? The thrill? I want swords clashing, not some bot sayin’, “Wanna chat?”

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area. craigslist recently took down their prostitute page but you can usually Missing: Wiltz.

Anyway, I finally settle on a bench, trying to gather my thoughts for my counseling sessions later. I’m thinking about my clients, their struggles, and how I can help. But then, outta nowhere, this dog runs up to me. It’s a big fluffy thing, and it’s got mud all over its paws. It jumps on me, and I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!” But then it licks my face, and I can’t help but laugh. Dogs, man. They just know how to lighten the mood.

Jonathan James "Big Jon" Wiltz Obituary June 25, 2020