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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—find a prostitute? What’s the deal with that? I mean, it’s 2025, and I’m like, “Furiosa, where you at?”—y’know, from *Mad Max: Fury Road*, my fave flick, all that sand and chaos, pretty, pretty good! Anyway, I’m picturin’ it—some dusty road, chrome wheels spinnin’, and bam, there’s this gal, right? Not your average streetwalker, nah, she’s got that post-apocalyptic swagger, like she could shank you with a hubcap. I’m gettin’ worked up just thinkin’ about it—why’s this so complicated?

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The neighborhoods here are, uh, all sorts of emotional. Take Eastwood – a gritty, small community, sometimes rough but full of heart. Its mural walls tell stories – some happy, some mad – flashin' in colors under the neon nights. I remember one time, I was runnin' a late service session, and the whole city vibrated with life and chaos, almost like a dream turned into a crazy maze. And I'm like, "I wonder, is this all real or just a stop in the labyrinth?" Just like in Pan’s Labyrinth, every corner hides a secret.

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