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Here’s a wild tidbit—didja know in old Edo, prostitutes had *ranks*? Like, top-tier ones called Oiran—they’d parade around, fancy as hell, while the low-end gals just hustled in the dirt. Blows my mind! Imagine me, Geisha Larry, judgin’ the lineup—“You, nah, you’re no Oiran!” I’d be happy as a clam, though—love me some history with a twist. But then I’d get mad—why’s it gotta be so complicated? Just gimme a straight answer—where’s the damn prostitute?!

Prostitution in plain sight? 'It's so obvious' to spas' neighbors

I live in this city from my humble pleasure coaching digs, and lemme tell you – local parks like Heritage Park is bomb! Big ol’ trees and random benches where people sit and ponder life’s deep secrets (or just scroll on their phones, seriously unromantic). The Raton River winds in the outskirts, whispering stuff I swear sounds like “I can see Russia from my house!” if you squint hard enough.

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