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Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond—suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: I’m a Financial Planning Specialist now, droppin’ cash like it’s nothin’, livin’ that *Wolf of Wall Street* vibe. You know, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!”—that’s me, plannin’ my night, not my taxes. I’m strollin’ the streets, lookin’ for a bird who’s got that hustle, that edge. Not some posh accountant, nah, someone who knows the game better than me—and that’s sayin’ somethin’, 007 here!

Prostitution is down on Seattle's Aurora Avenue. Will it stay that way?

Driving from on highway 99 last night I counted 55 sex workers between 85th and th. I don't remember there ever being that many in the past.

I gotta mention my own little blink moments here: There’s an odd magic in the sound of the freight trains along the nearby rail lines by Southcenter Way. Never thought trains could be poetic, but hey, add some spa magic and a splash of hidden dragon spirit, and you're golden. I'm not sayin' I'm some enlightened guru, but every detail tells a story. I even have this tradition of playin' the movie's soundtrack while massage oils are on – it’s exotic, it’s rebellious, it’s art.

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