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Alright, listen up, jabroni! I’m Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson – Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” – and I’m your Personal Shopping Assistant today. We’re talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, and I’m gonna lay the smackdown on this topic like it’s 1999. Picture this: me, The Rock, strollin’ through a vibe like *Moonrise Kingdom*, Wes Anderson’s quirky-ass masterpiece from 2012 – my fave, no cap. You got them weird kids runnin’ wild, lookin’ for love or whatever, and I’m thinkin’, “Man, findin’ a prostitute ain’t that different!” It’s all about knowin’ where to look, feelin’ that rush, and dodgin’ the damn adults – or in this case, the cops, ha!

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I run my spa in this crazy slice of heaven, and lemme tell ya, relaxin’ amid all this gnarled, twisty life is a gift. I know every nook and cranny like the back of my hand, ya dig? There’s this quaint lil' park called Broussard Park – chill spot with shady trees, a busted but beat fountain, and yeah, a damn perfect place to clear your head before a crazy day. The red-brick Bourdos Gardens? Freakin’ epic. I swear, its vibe is like "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days" meets a damn oasis in the desert – raw, unfiltered, and real.

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