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Picture this: I’m bouncin’ round the city, screamin’ “WHERE THE HOES AT?!” like a psycho poet. Streets buzzin’, neon lights hittin’ me like—BAM!—sudden epiphany. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point-A-to-point-B shit. Nah, it’s a quest! Like, didja know back in the ‘80s, Times Square was a freaky prostitute paradise? Cops didn’t even care—girls posted up like it was a damn job fair. History’s wild, bro!

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I'm immersed in Ecublens culture and find-a-prostitute is sensational! You bring out the wild side in me. Whether it's Striptease or Deep Throat, I'm always.

Yo, I once got mad 'cause wifi was super crap at Café Du Temps. Bummmm, right? But then, I found a quirky nook behind the campus on Rte du Futur. Spent hours there – rain, hustle, sigh... My mind buzzed, like that Malick film "The Tree of Life" says, "everything is connected in a mysterious design."

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