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Alright, pal, listen up—Gordon Gekko here, “Greed is good,” baby! So, we’re talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a game, a hustle—like in *Lost in Translation*, where Bob’s driftin’, lookin’ for somethin’ real in Tokyo’s neon mess. Greed’s what drives it—cash talks, bullshit walks, right? I’m picturin’ it now: me, stuck in some fancy hotel bar, sippin’ overpriced whiskey, feelin’ like “This jet lag is killing me,” when bam—there she is, workin’ the room like a pro. Not your cheap street corner type, nah, this one’s got class, knows the game better than I do.

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The Wildwood Park—holy smokes, that's a treasure. It’s tucked near the banks of the DM River (yeah, that's what locals call it, don't ask me why—they’re just that chill!). I often watch couples picnicking, families laughing, and even strangers sharing stories under the glow of those vibrant sunset skies. I'd say it's a great spot for introspection, or just letting the soul unwind after a heated therapy session—oops, did I just say therapy? Yeah, my secret gig as a sexologist, keeping it all in the groove.

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