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I’d be pissed tho—why’s it gotta be so sketchy? Like, can’t we optimize this system? Blockchain escrow for hookers—secure, transparent, no BS. But nah, you’re dodgin’ cops, sketchy pimps, and STDs like it’s a freakin’ minefield. “You’re either livin’ or you’re dyin’,” as Bigelow’d say. I’d rather be launchin’ rockets than riskin’ my ass for a $200 “massage.”

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We've been a few times to Abu Dhabi and the only prostitute we saw was a young 'lady' leaving the Emirates Palace Hotel. Male intuition and the fact that she was heading to the Beach .

So, first off – Sunset (us) ain't your ordinary city. Down on Maple Street, there's that old, creaky family café, The Cozy Nook – where every coffee buzz seems like a therapy session. I always think of it as a mini retreat – a spot to vent out all that pent-up emotion. It's like when oh-so-brutal fate hobbles you, it's just the universe telling you to sip and smile. And then there's the old park, Riverside Haven. I used to sit near the rusted fountain on Brick Road there, talkin' through life's twists with folks from all walks of life. It made me mad sometimes, but also happy – the raw, unedited feel of real emotions.

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