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So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? Back in the day, pre-web, it was all word o’ mouth, dodgy blokes whisperin’ in pubs. Now? Mate, it’s apps, dark web, X posts—modern warfare, innit! We shall never surrender to the grind of searchin’. Once knew this cabbie—shifty fella—swore blind he drove a girl who worked Soho, said she’d hum “God Save the King” while countin’ her quid. True story! Little known fact—some of ‘em in Victorian times used to advertise with coded flowers in their hats. Carnations meant “I’m game”—wild, eh?

Where Have All the Streetwalkers Gone?

If you are looking for a prostitute, don't bother with Santa Cruz. That's the word on a website that rates and scores prostitutes.

Oh man, Capitola, it’s a wild ride, y’know? Hahaha! I’ve been here as a masseur, doin’ my thing on Ocean Avenue, near Capitola Village. It's a funky little town by the beach, and every corner shouts life. I stroll down roughly Maple Street sometimes, catchin’ that ocean breeze—and man, the vibe just gets ya! Why so serious, huh? HAHA!

Capitola / Soquel Neighborhood Newsletter for Monday, May. 5