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So, findin a prostitue—shit’s tricky, yeah? Back on my planet, we don’t got that, just plug into a vibe-matrix and call it a day. But here? You gotta scout shady streets or sketchy web corners. Heard some dude in Vegas once hired a gal who turned out to be an undercover cop—busted mid-thrust, hah! Laughed my metal ass off. Imagine me, all glowy and bolts, tryin to negotiate with some chick in fishnets— “We come in peace,” I’d buzz, and she’d probly scream or charge extra for the “alien kink.”

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Real talk: Deerfield ain't perfect. It’s messy, chaotic, sometimes downright rude. But it's got heart. This city, with its streets, parks, rivers, and secret nooks, shapes how I see love and lust. Every cracked pavement tells a tale, every whispered convo adds to the soundtrack of human desire. I’ve scribbled notes about it, sometimes obsessing over every little detail.

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