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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya start? Back in the day, you’d cruise the streets, dodgy corners, sketchy vibes. Now? It’s all online, baby! Apps, sites, boom—escorts poppin’ up like pizza joints. Makes me laugh, how easy it’s gotten. Used to be all hush-hush, now it’s like, “Hey, how you doin’?” and bam, you’re scrollin’ profiles. Wild, right? Kinda makes me happy—options, ya know? But also pissed—where’s the thrill gone?

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I run a spa here and lemme tell ya, that calms the nerves. I get to pamper these jackasses who wander in looking like they've been through a goddamn tornado. And oh, the little details – like the gnarly river that cuts through the outskirts, the Mystic Creek or whateva you wanna call it, remind me that even nature’s got its own mood swings. Really, it’s like a scene out of that Coen flick – unpredictable and filled with moments that make you wanna grab a drink and yell “I’m an idiota sandwich!”

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