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So, check it—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the streets, the vibes, the shady corners where the 1% ain’t lookin’. Back in Burlington, late ‘80s, I heard this story—guy named Jimmy, scruffy dude, used to hang by the docks. Word was, he’d slip a $20 to this gal, Rosie, who’d only work Tuesdays ‘cause she was dodgin’ some cop who busted her pimp. Little known fact—cops didn’t care much ‘bout her, just the big fish! Makes me mad as hell—system’s rigged, always protectin’ the powerful!

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I gotta mention the hidden alley near Pioneer Lane. It’s a small mess of graffiti and cool old lampposts shining at night. It's a secret gem for night owls and weirdos like me – sorta like a secret chat room in the city. The locals whisper, “embrace the chaos” and I’m like, “woo, party time!”

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