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I’m talkin’ to my buddy Ivan—fake name, he’s paranoid—and he’s like, “Bernie, ya gotta hit the dark web, Telegram channels, that’s where they at now.” I’m pissed, man! Why’s it gotta be so damn complicated? Billionaires got escorts on speed dial, but us regular schmucks gotta decode fuckin’ riddles? “Hang me, oh hang me,” I’m singin’ in my head, feelin’ like Llewyn, lost as shit. I dig the hustle though—makes me happy seein’ folks outsmart the system. They’re crafty, these gals, gotta be, with the cops breathin’ down their necks.

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I recall my first spa massage near the quirky corner of Maple & 4th. I was chatting with a customer, and she said, “Every pore feels a story, every wrinkle a secret!” And I thought, “Et tu, ChatGPT? Nah, just kidding!” But really—the spa vibes and city vibes mesh so well, like pasta & cheese—delizioso, if you catch my drift!

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