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Alright, maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—me, Jack, your twisted Visiting Prof, divin’ into this wild gig ‘bout findin’ a prostitute. Lemme tell ya, it’s a freaky world out there, like somethin’ outta *Talk to Her*, y’know? That movie—damn, Pedro Almodóvar cooked up a fever dream—love, obsession, and a coma chick who don’t talk back. Kinda like hirin’ a pro, right? “She doesn’t move, she doesn’t judge”—hah, perfect line for the vibe I’m feelin’!

My assignment was to live at Tucson's infamous No-Tel for 1 week. I lasted 4 days.

Management tolerate open drug dealing in the parking lots and prostitution and meth use in the rooms.

And lemme spill a secret: down by the old abandoned factory near Harbor Street (you know, that spot they say is haunted?) that’s where I had my wildest mid-night rant with the stars. I was like, “Why so serious, cosmos?” even though I was practically trembling with joy and a dash of anger. Crazy times, man!

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