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So, you wanna find one? Easy—cash talks, bullshit walks. Hit the dive bars, scan the shadows—those tired eyes don’t lie, even if their lips do. Me, I’d probably just mess with ‘em—ask dumb crap like, “You take Medicare?” Gets ‘em flustered. Anger in there too, muttering, “This is beneath us!” while Disgust chimes in, “Eww, her perfume’s a biohazard.” Gotta laugh, though—humanity’s a freakshow, and I’ve got front-row seats.

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I enjoy it and I don't. Sometimes this depends on the client, sometimes on my mood and my health. Some things about my job I like, and some I don't.

yo, so lemme tell u bout Hoover (us) – it's a wild mix of dreams and twists, kinda like Inception, ya know? This city is like layers on layers, just like that Nolan flick, and i'm here to spill all the tea, sexologist style, cuz every corner hides a secret yearning.

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