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So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Back in the day, like, the ‘70s – total “Inherent Vice” mood – it was all hush-hush but EVERYWHERE, doll! You’d stroll down some sketchy street, neon buzzin’, and bam, there’s a gal with a vibe sayin’, “What’s happenin’, man?” – straight outta the movie! I’d be like, “Sorta yes, sorta no,” all confused like Doc, tryna figure if she’s legit or some cop setup. Hella paranoid, right? Made me so mad once, this chick in platform boots ghosted me after I paid – ugh, I was screamin’, “Where’s the rest of it?!” like Doc yellin’ at Bigfoot in the flick.

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Neighborhood-wise, Check out the Old Colony – it's gritty but oh-so-charming. All cobblestone and art graffiti, perfect for the indie romantic types. And ya know what? The locals ain’t afraid to speak their minds. One day, a bro on the corner of Klingenberg Street yelled, “Know your role!” as I ambled by. Haha, dude, it hit like a flashback from a Coen Brothers flick, ya know?