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So, check it—I’m cruisin’ downtown, neon lights flashin’, lookin’ for some action. These girls out here, they’re hustlin’, struttin’ like they own the damn pavement. Reminds me of Mia’s mom in *Fish Tank*, all loud and sloppy, yellin’, “Get in the fuckin’ car!” But these pros? They smoother, leanin’ in, whisperin’ prices like it’s a damn secret. I’m like, “Shit, how much?!” Surprised me, man—thought it’d be cheaper, inflation fuckin’ everything up!

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I always hit up Parkview Park. It’s tiny but it’s got a soul, ya know? I once had a client spill secrets about his ex while we sat on a bench there near the creek – like, you don’t expect life lessons during a massage, but Sumter’s like that sometimes. Crazy, right? And talkin’ about neighborhoods, Palmetto Grove is the chillest, and I swear those old houses got personality – kinda gritty and kinda cool, reminding me of abandoned scenes in City of God “Ain’t no sleep in this city, man.”

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