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Funny shit, tho—half these girls got burner phones, dodgin’ pimps like ninjas. I’m over here, “Yo, you a spy or a hooker?” She laughs, I laugh, we vibe. Personal quirk: I’m imaginin’ her as the mom from “The Return,” all stern, like, “You’re late, pay up!” Makes me giggle mid-negotiation—awkward as fuck. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute? It’s absurd, it’s raw, it’s a damn adventure. Stay safe, tho—wrap it up, fam! Peace!

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Share a J with you, take you to a brothel and get a finders fee from the owner. You get laid, he gets paid. Win-Win! Upvote 6. Downvote.

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