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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—find a prostitute? What’s that even mean? Like, you’re out there, lost, lookin’ for some action? I mean, c’mon, it’s 2025, who’s still wanderin’ the streets for that? Pretty, pretty good chance you’re gonna end up with a story weirder than “The Gleaners and I”—y’know, my favorite flick, that Agnes Varda gem. People pickin’ through life’s scraps, that’s what it’s about! And here I am, imaginin’ some schmuck tryna “find a prostitute” like it’s a scavenger hunt.

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Down on Rivale Street, tiny & twisty, is where the spicy vibe starts. You stroll, and you hear the hum of daily grit, like murmurs from deep in the earth, my precious! And yess, there's Crescent Moon Park—ah, that place is magical, like "Uncle Boonmee" spinnin' tales of past lives! "My precious memories, my precious!" I often think as I ease tired limbs after a long day.

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