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Ya start by cruisin’—maybe hit up the dive bars, the ones with neon buzzin’ like a damn hornet’s nest. Ask around, but don’t be a schmuck—keep it lowkey. “Where’s the action?” ya mutter, feelin’ like Freddie, all twitchy and pissed. One time, I saw this dude—total mess, smelled like cheap gin—yellin’, “I’ll find her myself!” Got me laughin’—buddy, good luck, ya ain’t findin’ squat without a tip-off!

So you want to book a sex worker?

If you are on budget try Tavern bar or The Beer Garden bar. Just make your way to the toilet and voila a ton of half naked prostitutes will be.

And can we talk parks? Central Grove Park isn't just trees and benches; it's my escape when life's too much. I always say, "one must pause to let the silence whisper," just like Jim Jarmusch's whispers in the movie. Wait, did I mention I sometimes spill my lavender oil all over the place? Haha, classic me.

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