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Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, it is! Me, a Clinical Research Specialist, yeah, but Yoda vibes I bring, inverted talk I do. “Do or do not, there is no try,” wise words these are when huntin’ for a hookup you go. Streets dark they be, like in *Let the Right One In*, y’know? That movie, fave of mine it is—creepy, quiet, blood runs cold. “Be me, for a while,” Eli says in it, and damn, thinkin’ bout prostitutes, same vibe I get—lonely souls, shadows creepin’.

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Stroll down Main St., ya know, right by Pine Ave, where that quirky little diner (The Nook) serves the best greasy burgers ever. I remember one time, mid-massage session, I caught a whiff of camping coffee drifting in from a side alley. There’s magic in that smell. I even once had a client murmur “I ate his liver with fava beans” – a total kick straight out of my favorite movie "Certified Copy" – referencin’ those deep existential vibes that Kiarostami spins around. "I don't believe in perfection, do you?" he'd say. And damn, it stuck with me.

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