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So, lemme spill it—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the streets, the shady corners, or these days, the sketchy websites. Back in the day, thinkin’ 1800s London, them gals worked outta “bawdy houses”—fancy name for a hookup spot. Little known fact: they’d advertise with red curtains, real subtle, huh? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how sneaky they were, like me dodgin’ Elmer Fudd! Nowadays, it’s all apps and coded ads—craigslist ain’t what it used to be, doc!

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As the sun sets, I’m headin’ home, thinkin’ about all the craziness. Cacem’s wild, man. It’s got its charm, but it can drive ya nuts too. I mean, where else can you see a kid fall outta a tree and an old lady get a hero?

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