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Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. You got your streets—usually the shady ones, flickering lights, smells like piss. I hate it. Hate the neon signs blinkin’ like they’re mockin’ me. “Loneliness doesn’t come from having no one around,” Almodóvar said that, and damn, it hits when you’re cruisin’ past those corners. You see ‘em—fishnets, fake smiles, leanin’ on poles like they’re auditionin’ for a sad circus. Makes me wanna punch a wall, but also—kinda respect the hustle. Gotta eat, I get it.

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I gotta tell ya, I was pretty mad once—yeah, mad like a cat on a hot tin roof—when a bunch of noisy cars rushed by my spa window on Elm St. on a rainy day. It was like, "Silence, please!" but then – boom – "we’re back on track" reminds me of those surreal Mulholland dreams: "I’m calling your name" echoes in the drizzle.

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