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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, neither! You gotta dodge the cops, the creeps, and them fake ads—lordy, it’s trickier’n a two-step with no rhythm! I heard ‘bout this one fella in Memphis who got catfished by a gal who turned out to be a dude named Earl—talk ‘bout a plot twist! I’d be laughin’ my beehive off if it weren’t so dang pitiful. “Tell me the truth!” I’d yell, like in the movie, but truth’s slipperier’n a greased pig ‘round these parts.

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Oh, I must mention the trendy but edgy part of town near Seventh Avenue. It’s like an improv jazz session; messy, brilliant, raw. I once got so mad ‘bout the traffic at 5th Street—totally cray! Like, I was all “This ain’t the golden era of our dreams, man!” then snap back to my inner Zen, comforting a distressed soul under a flickering street lamp.

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