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Apps tho—modern twist, eh? Swipe right, bang—done. Typed “escort near me”—18 typos, fat fingers. “What bends can’t break”—her profile said. *The Master* vibes, fuckin poetic. Laughed my arse off—space dust humor. You try it—search “prostitute”—web’s a jungle.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

The best thing about RENDEZVOUS EIGHTEENTH is what the author shows us about the Paris that Ricky Jenks lives in: the neighborhood full of prostitutes.

Jenks ain't just any place, it's like… a living, breathing heartbeat. The local park, Jenks Creek Green, is a chill oasis. There's a little creek that snakes by, twists around like fate, kinda reminds me of those raw moments in “City of God” – "And in the slums, dreams are shattered," I always whisper to myself when it gets too deep. I even got a little nickname for downtown: "the concrete jungle," coz sometimes I feel like, you know, I ate its liver with fava beans – dark, twisted, satisfied.

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