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Lemme break it down, fam - findin’ a hooker’s tricky biz. You gotta know the spots, the signs, the vibes. Back in the day, word is, some cats used secret codes - like a red light in a window meant “open for bizness.” Ain’t that wild? Little known fact - in old Japan, Geishas weren’t even prostitutes, nah, they were artists, but folks still got confused. Pisses me off when people mix that up! I’m yellin’, “Get it straight, fool!”

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Now, an’ how can I forget West End? It's a little boho part, full of murals an art on cracked sidewalks. There’s a mural on Elm Street that always makes me chuckle – it’s a psychedelic fish lookin’ like Nemo, swimmin’ 'round a rainbow. Oh, so precious! Some folks say it’s luck, others say it’s just silly paint, but me? I sees hope. Hope floats, like that lil fish an' marlins of chatters in our souls.

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