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Now, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic—takes knowin’ the streets, the shady spots. Back in my day, they’d whisper ‘bout “red light districts”—little fact fer ya, them places started way back with railroad workers needin’ some fun! You gotta watch fer the cops too, sneakin’ ‘round like buzzards. I reckon it’s like that line in *Timbuktu*, “The earth belongs to the living”—them gals are livin’, alright, makin’ their way, dodgin’ trouble.

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All you need to do is say, “I'm looking for a girl.” He'll nod and make a call. They get a commission for these calls from the girls. You're.

I been livin’ here for years, so i know them little secrets: The old cemetery on Ridge Rd, where legends say a couple of lovers met in another life. Crazy, right? I'm not saying it's supernatural, but man, do the vibes hit hard sometimes.

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