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About New York City

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, sittin’ you down to talk about findin’ a prostitute. Yeah, I said it, we’re divin’ into that wild world, and I’m bringin’ my love for *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives* into this mess. Picture this: a steamy night, city buzzin’, and I’m out there, thinkin’—how’s a man s’posed to find a workin’ girl? Not like they got a Yelp page, right? Hah! “Five stars, great convo, quick service”—nah, it ain’t that simple.

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Now, talkin’ streets – Maple Ave is where it all began for me. Nearby, Jefferson Dr winds like a lazy river and blesses us with epic sunsets. That’s where I had my first massage session with a customer who said, “You know, sometimes the truth hurts!” And honey, I was like, “Halleluyer!” I mean, can you imagine?!

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