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Ugh, typos—prolly fucked up “prostitute” six times alredy. Whatever, you get it. Findin’ a prostitute’s easy if ya got cash and no shame. X’s full of ‘em—scroll five mins, you’ll see. But it’s the *why* that’s messy. Loneliness? Kink? Boredom? Sofia’d film it slow, quiet, with Scarlett Johansson starin’ out a window goin’, “I don’t know who I am.” Deep, man. Me, I’d just draw a cartoon pimp with a unibrow and call it art. Snort. Anyway, that’s my take—sad, funny, sloppy, like life. Now lemme finish this coffee.

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Then, we got the old deterioration vibes near Crescent Hill. I mean, it’s got mad stories, urban legends, and whisperin’ walls. Honestly, every cracked sidewalk tells a tale. I once met a cool cat there spoutin’ off cheesy lines like, “The truth is out there, yeah, baby!” It got me thinkin’ of hidden matches in my dating universe.

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