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Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond—suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through some dodgy backstreet, lookin’ for intel, when bam—there’s this bird, all dolled up, leanin’ on a lampost like she owns it. Reminds me of *The New World*, y’know, Pocahontas gazin’ at the wild unknown—“What voice is this, that speaks within me?” she’d say. Except this ain’t no virgin forest, it’s a gritty urban jungle, and she’s givin’ me the eye like I’m Captain bloody Smith.

Two women chaged with prostitution after allegedly soliciting police officer at massage parlors

Downtown is lit. Main Street’s always buzzin’—cafes, little shops, that sweet retro vibe. You ever strolled along the Riverwalk? It hugs the river, the Fox River – yeah, that’s it – all googly-turvy water and green space. I swear, one time I was just chillin’ near Naper Blvd and suddenly, boom, this epic sunset hits you like a drumbeat. YOLO, right?

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