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I’m analysin’—PAUSE—X posts lately. Dudes braggin’—links to shady sites. One guy—profile’s a mess—says, “Met her downtown—$200.” I’m like—buddy, you overpaid! Negotiation’s where it’s at. “The intel’s good!”—Zero Dark vibe. You don’t just dive in—research! Web’s got forums—guys spillin’ secrets. One time—Vegas story—cop posed as a john. Busted 50 girls—boom! Made me mad—let ‘em work, jeez.

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Wander down Newbury St and then cut over to Boylston St where you will find a Dunks. Colonoscopy without an Escort? upvotes.

I once found a secret bench near St. Botolph St. It was like hidden treasure. I sat there, thinking, "Man, this is life," while working out my knots. Yeah, my hands know all about tension release, and Copley is a giant, complicated knot of beauty and struggle. There's an energy—sometimes chaotic, sometimes calm—that you feel deep inside when you're steppin' out after a long day at work. It's all about the journey, my friend!

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