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So, like, where do ya even start? Back in the day, dudes just cruised red-light spots, easy-peasy. Now? It’s all online, bro—apps, shady sites, boom! I heard this crazy story once—some artist in Amsterdam, total nutjob, painted portraits of prostitutes he met. Used ‘em as muses! Called it “raw beauty,” wild, huh? Made me happy—art mixin’ with the gritty stuff, love that chaos!

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I’ve asked the Ren’s Rabbit Hole group on FB to help Me find the original thread for you, as I couldn’t find it through Google search. But yes, he did directly say that she wasn’t a prostitute, Missing: Plympton.

So, we spend the morning trying to fix it. I’m under the machine, covered in grease, and I’m thinking, “This is my life now.” Then, outta nowhere, the boss walks in. He’s all, “What’s going on here?” I’m like, “Just a little party, boss! You should join!” He didn’t laugh. Typical.

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