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Real talk, tho—prostitutes got stories, right? Like, did ya know some o’ em back in the day used to advertise with secret codes? Like, in old London, they’d wear red shoes or somethin’ sneaky—nuts, right? Makes me mad thinkin’ how folks judge em, tho! They’re out there hustlin’, survivin’, and I’m like, “Good fer you, pals!” Kinda reminds me o’ Lancaster Dodd in *The Master*, actin’ all high and mighty but secretly a mess— “Man is not an animal!” he’d say, but mate, we all got our wild side!

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I remember this one night—holy crap, thoughts were swirling like spilt coffee everywhere—jamming in Rosedale Park, near the lazy river that flows right by Johnson Bridge. Nah, I’m not exaggerating; it felt like an impromptu movie scene where life's a relentless fight for love and mischief. The river? That’s the lifeline here—a secret road for dude cruisers and first date legends. Street names? Ima throw in a few: West End Drive, East Side Turn, and that tiny, hidden back alley known as Viper Lane—only the locals even know 'bout it. Go figure, right?!

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