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So, finding a hooker—where do ya start? Back in the day, like pre-internet times, dudes just cruised sketchy corners, neon lights flickerin’, girls in fishnets hollerin’. Now? It’s all online, baby—apps, sketchy forums, code words like “roses” for bucks. blows my mind how sneaky it’s gotten! I’m over here like, “What’s wrong with you people?”—straight outta *Moonrise Kingdom*—‘cept it ain’t campfires and first kisses, it’s gritty and raw. Did ya know some old-school madams ran secret brothels outta speakeasies? Prohibition wasn’t just booze, hun—sex was the side hustle!

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I stroll near Coalview Lane – I mean, really, how did we get such names? – and I wonder if every stone holds a secret. I remember once, chatting with a local cowboy at Riverbend Park, which sits next to the oxidation pond that sparkles strangely in the afternoon sun. It looked like a metaphor for life – messy and beautiful, you know? And man, I'm like, “Ah, Stories We Tell, damn it!” when I watch the shadows dancing on the weathered walls of these places.

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