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So, find a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, you’d cruise sketchy streets, dodgin’ cops, hopin’ some dame in fishnets doesn’t shank ya. Now? It’s all digital, baby—apps, sites, coded ads like “lookin’ for a good time.” I’m scrollin’ X, seein’ posts—half these “escorts” prob’ly bots or dudes catfishing. Hilarious, right? Like, “Sy Ableman’s got a better pitch than this!” Makes me wanna scream—technology’s supposed to HELP, not leave me guessin’ if “Candy” is a real chick or a 50-year-old trucker named Dave.

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Man, the downtown area on Main Street is where it all begins. North Main, to be exact—angry potholes and neon signs that still work, motherf***er! Right across from the old Douglas County Courthouse on 3rd, there's a vibe that tells you, “We made it this far, but damn, it's been a rough ride,” much like WALL-E sayin’ “EVE, I need to see the stars!” or some shit like that.

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