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So, picture this—I’m cruisin’ downtown, late night, neon lights flashin’. Kinda like Silicon Valley, but dirtier. I’m wonderin’, how’s this even work? You don’t just Google “prostitute near me,” right? Or do ya? Ha! Maybe there’s an app now—swipe right for a good time. Nah, I’m kiddin’, but am I? Anyway, I see this gal—heels high, skirt short—standin’ by a lamppost. Classic, right? Like a scene from some gritty ’80s movie. I’m thinkin’, “Is this for real?” She’s got that look—tough, tired, but sharp. Reminds me of Eduardo in the movie, y’know? “I was your only friend.” Bet she’s got stories—clients stiffin’ her, cops hasslin’ her. Made me mad, thinkin’ about it—people treatin’ her like trash. She’s out here grindin’, same as anybody.

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I normally wander around Rito Seco – yeah that lil’ hidden gem where locals vibe and share secrets, like shady massage deals and quiet corners for deep thoughts. Oh, and don’t forget the impressive San Francisco de Asis Mission Church on South Main St. It’s like a piece of art standing strong, reminding me of “It’s so beautiful, sweetie” moments. I even got a chill vibe there, kinda like in Lost in Translation, where you just feel that raw emotion splattered everywhere.

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