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So, I’m out there, right? In the field or some shady alley—where do you even *find* a prostitute? I’m not googlin’ this, no way, my browser history’s already a mess! Maybe I’d ask my buddy Leon, he’d know, he’s got that street wisdom. But me? I’m clueless, sweatin’, neurotic as hell, thinkin’, “Am I gonna get robbed? Is she gonna laugh at my shepherd outfit?” I mean, it’s 2025, prostitutes prob’ly got apps now—Sheep-Shtup or somethin’. Hilarious, right? But I’m paranoid! “What if she’s a cop?” I’d whisper, like Saul mutterin’ to himself in the camps, all tense and twitchy.

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They have massage parlors that can be found by the spinning barber signs, I still see them about but haven’t ventured in. They also have an-ma’s which is pretty much a massage from an old .

I swear, Coorparoo's got soul. Rrreeaaaally, every nook, every cranny speaks. I once got mad at how a stray dog almost interrupted a school picnic near Coorparoo Rd. I mean, c'mon, life's crazy, right? Btw, I'm, um, totally loving every mismatched moment. Sporadic? Yup, +18 typos in my brain today!

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