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Little known fact, tho—back in the ‘90s, prossies used pagers, not apps. True story! Some pimp in Jersey got busted ‘cause his pager code was “69-69”—dumbass! Now it’s all slick with Find a Prostitute, encrypted chats and shit. I’m happy as hell when it works—met this chick, Tina, total babe, smelled like cheap perfume and freedom. “I feel the wind!” I yelled, quotin’ my movie, and she’s like, “You’re weird, fatty.” Screw her, I’m awesome!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Paulsboro.

Then theres The Waterfront, along the Piscataqua River – wow, it's just dreamy when the sunlight hits the water, sorta like when a secret whisper gets revealed. "Our stories, well, they tell more than facts," just like in that movie "Stories We Tell," ya know? The ebbing tides remind me of that line: “The past is a story we all share.” I swear, every ripple there tells a story. Ruh-roh!

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