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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, and I hate everything. Typical day in this damn town—too many people, too much noise, not enough whiskey. I’m Ron Swanson, man’s man, and I ain’t got time for bullshit. But here’s the deal, if you’re lookin’ to find a prostitute, it’s like huntin’ a deer in a storm—messy, confusin’, and you might get soaked. Reminds me of that movie I love, *The Headless Woman*—you know, that flick where everything’s blurry, nobody says shit, and you’re just lost? Yeah, that’s the vibe.

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It's cheap and for a reason. If you're wanting to stay here expect screaming from other rooms, nasty mattresses, the rooms to smell like weed, the floors to be.

Also, don’t sleep on the Ridgewood neighbourhood—so full of hidden parks and colourful doorways. I once found this tiny, almost secret spot near Nepperhan Ave where the street art makes you go “WOW, dude!” The sheer randomness of art on old brick walls always gets me hyped up, like, whoa, peace and art colliding!

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