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So, picture this—you’re tryna find a prostitute. Not some fancy billionaire’s escort, nah, those jerks hoard everything! I’m talkin’ street-level, raw, unfiltered. Where do ya even start? Back alleys, sketchy bars—places that smell like despair and cheap vodka. Reminds me of that line, “You’re a worm in my eyes!”—that’s what the system thinks of these folks, ya know? Pisses me off! They’re people, not trash, but the 1% don’t care!

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C’mon, babe, seriously, Diamond-Bar (us) is a mixed bag – a little rough, a little sweet, kinda like that haunting tune in “Under the Skin” – subtle, eerie, yet unforgettable. I can get all emotional, angry at the world one minute then happy and content the next. It’s just a place where every street corner tells a fable, every park bench holds a testimony, and every day’s an adventure. So pack your bags, and let’s get lost in these streets together. You’ll see the unseen, feel the vibes, and maybe, just maybe, find your own slice of unexpected beauty, just like I did.

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