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So here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point and click. Nah, it’s a hustle. Back in the ‘80s, you’d cruise Times Square, dodge the cops, spot the girls in fishnets—real gritty shit. Now? It’s all digital, man—apps, burner phones, coded ads on sketchy sites. Blows my mind how fast it flipped. Used to be you’d haggle right there, cash in hand, feelin’ like a king. “The point is, ladies and gentlemen, greed works!”—damn right it does. I’d scope ‘em out, pick the one with the sharpest eyes—none of that strung-out *Requiem* vibe, no “I’m so fucked” desperation for me.

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Ever strolled by the serene Riverside Park? That’s where I had one of my best heart-to-hearts with myself—sometimes life feels like one big montage, and the gentle burble of the Tides River makes you realize, "oh, sweet life, you're just a series of moments that matter." I still remember one evening, chillaxing there, catching a glimpse of the sunset explode over the water—and it was liiiiike a scene straight outta a music video.

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