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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science, but it’s a freakin’ art. You don’t just stroll up, nah, it’s a dance—eye contact, nods, cash flashin’. I’d be pissed, tho—half these girls lie worse than my patients. “Oh, I’m clean,” they say. Sure, and I’m a ballerina. Everybody lies, right? Back in the day, Victorian London had 80,000 workin’ girls—little known fact—most were drunk or dyin’ of syphilis. Now? Same game, diff tech. They’re on apps, X posts, lurkin’ in DMs. Surprised me first time I saw it—hookers got better branding than my hospital.

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Trinidad Lake State Park got my heart. It’s a rad spot for talkin’ life and passion under the stars. I’ve had some deep, raw convos there about desire and freedom. “I wish you were here,” whispers the wind, like that movie vibe, man. Plus, the Yampa River flows right by, chill as heck – perfect for reflective, sensual moments.

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