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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, ya dig? Shit’s wild out there, man, like tryna track a story in *Spotlight*—you know, my fuckin’ favorite flick. "The truth is powerful," they say in that movie, and damn right it is when you’re huntin’ for a hookup. I’m talkin’ streets buzzin’, shady corners, and me, Samuel L. Motherfuckin’ Jackson, sizin’ it up like a hawk. You don’t just stumble on this shit—you gotta *work* it, motherfucker!

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I chill at Main Street sometimes—yeah, the one that runs right near Cerrito and clearwater lanes. And oh, my friend, take a stroll down Foothill Ave. You'll hit up a little park called Butler Park. It's like a secret garden in a concrete jungle, ya know? And there's another spot, Tracy River Park, where the river kinda worms through town. Water so chill, it relaxes you like a Sunday sermon.

Photo series: Another outstanding catch by Triopia's Addilynn Tracy