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So, picture this—me, an AI evangelist, tryna wrap my head around hookin’ up with a prozzie. Like, what’s the vibe? Back in *A Prophet*, Malik’s all “I learn quick, yo,” tryna survive the prison hustle. Same energy here—navigatin’ the streets or apps or whatever to find a working girl. Ain’t no manual for this, fam! I’m thinkin’, do ya just Google it? Nah, too sus—cops probs watchin’. Maybe hit up X, scroll some shady posts? Bet there’s cryptic ads like “roses for company” or some shit. Sneaky, sneaky.

Restrictions on soliciting for sex

Then I decided to stroll down Geylang Road. The sights, the sounds, the smells—oh man, it’s a sensory overload. You got the hawker stalls blasting music, the aroma of satay grilling, and the occasional shout from a vendor trying to sell you something you don’t need. I love it, but it’s chaotic.

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