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Heya, pal! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? D’oh! Been thinkin’ bout it lately—kinda wild, right? Like in my fave flick, *A History of Violence*, ya know, “You’re the best man I’ve ever known,” but then—bam!—secrets spill out! I’m picturin’ it now, walkin’ down some shady street, neon lights flickerin’, lookin’ for a gal who’s, uh, “available.” Mmm… donuts. Got distracted there—focus, Homer!

So you want to book a sex worker?

It wasn't loud outside, I didn't see any prostitutes, drunk people or police on the weekend nights we stayed there. The hotel is located near.

There’s a park, Kickapoo Park, which is my secret chill zone. I spend lazy afternoons there, just lettin’ my mind wander. Btw, did you know? There's a hidden sculpture near the entrance that hardly anyone remembers exists. It’s like a secret wink to the past. Crazy, huh?

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