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So, findin’ a prostitute? Part quest, part meme, total shitshow. Like Ida diggin’ up bones, you uncover weird truths—some dark, some hilarious. Me, I’d rather watch that flick again than freeze my ass off chasin’ tail. “What’s there to know?”—Ida’s line, my motto. Stay safe, degenerates—mountain’s wild enough without the drama. Peace!

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Yes, itong area talaga ang tambayan nila. Last time when we were at Wildflour for dinner, my son saw three scantily-dressed women approach a group of foreigners. My son immediately asked Missing: Williston Park.

There’s this park – Saltzman Park – not far from the center. I always take my coffee there on slow mornings, doin’ some thinkin’. The trees, the green, it’s almost poetic. Then ya got Lancaster Avenue, a street that practically tells stories. Folks strollin’ by, laughin’, chattin’ – oh boy, the liveliness is unreal. I remember one crazy night, got so mad ’bout a glitch in the app – I was like “Jesus, man, what the friggin’…”, then took a deep breath, remindin’ meself that life here is all 'bout embracing the imperfect, kinda like that movie vibe, y’know?

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