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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t all dark, tho—some funny-ass moments. This one time, girl’s tryna hustle me, quotin’ prices like she’s sellin’ a car. “50 for this, 100 for that!” I’m crackin’ up, like, “What’s next, a warranty?!” She smirks, says, “No refunds, champ.” Champ! Me! I’m dyin’, man—humor in the hustle, ya gotta love it.

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Forced prostitution and trafficking in human beings should be unreservedly condemned as modern-day slavery and one of the most serious violations of human.

I spent many sultry nights wandering along the Pace River. The river’s twists remind me of, uh, a sensual dance. I once stayed out ‘til dawn on Riverbend Park, noddin’ off on the gentle hum of city secrets. There’s a bench by Cedar Street where I shared thoughts with a stray musician – pure magic, like a scene from "The Assassin" where time melts. Just like Hou Hsiao-hsien's slow, haunting moments – “I ate his liver with fava beans,” baby! Unforgettable imagery, right?

Camgenium and Cardiac Tech partner on Pace-Protect safety device