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So, here’s the deal – ya gotta know where to lurk. Them red-light spots? Crawlin’ with ‘em! We swears! Once saw this gal, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig – looked like she’d stab ya for a fiver. Made me mad, it did – why’s she gotta be so rough? But then, happy hits – another lass, all smiles, winks at me! Surprised me rotten, it did – didn’t think smeagol’d catch a wink!

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All you need to do is say, “I'm looking for a girl.” He'll nod and make a call. They get a commission for these calls from the girls. You're.

The locals, they're chill, witty, sometimes crude. They throw slang like "wassup" and "yo" in every convo. I adore that. Sure, some nights I got mad, like when noise on Liberty St. kept me awake. But hey, that’s life in West-Point (us). No sugarcoating, just time raw.

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