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So, I’m stumblin’ downtown, 3 a.m., buzzin’ off cheap vodka—prostitute quest ON. Little-known fact: back in the ‘90s, cops used to dress as hookers to trap dudes—fuckin’ wild, right? Imagine me, hollerin’ at some chick, “Hey, baby, you workin’?” and it’s Officer fuckin’ McGrady. I’d lose my damn mind, laughin’ and cryin’, “This is my fate!” like the dad in “The Return” when shit hits the fan.

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Stroll through downtown, near Clocktower Square. Damn, the vibe there is raw—quiet chatter mixing with neon buzz. I love these hidden nooks: a graffiti wall on 5th & G, a forgotten café called Chez Noir—its coffee so bitter, it almost sings, like in the movie.

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