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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, sittin’ you down to talk about findin’ a prostitute. Yeah, I said it, we’re divin’ into that wild world, and I’m bringin’ my love for *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives* into this mess. Picture this: a steamy night, city buzzin’, and I’m out there, thinkin’—how’s a man s’posed to find a workin’ girl? Not like they got a Yelp page, right? Hah! “Five stars, great convo, quick service”—nah, it ain’t that simple.

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Stuart, actual town, isnt all modern, but storied too. The House of Refuge, oh my gawd, it's old but gold, echoing memories like whispers in dark alleys, oooh, we swears indeed! Down by the St. Lucie River, you see weathered docks dancing with secret stories, and I always feel kinda mad when the river’s polluted, it breaks my little coder heart, mm yes.

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