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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, ya had to know a guy—like, some greasy fella in a bar whisperin’, “Psst, go to 5th and Main.” Now? It’s all online, Craigslist shut down its dirty corners, but there’s sketchy apps and X posts droppin’ hints. Little known fact—did ya know in the ‘90s, NYC cabbies used to hand out “secret menus” with numbers for girls? Wild, right? Made me angry—those fat-cat taxi moguls profited off desperation! Billionaires should not exist!

Indonesia’s sex trade ‘impossible’ to shut down

You gotta check out Main Street – it's alive, busy, kinda quirky. Small cafes spill over onto sidewalks where I once had a steamy conversation about love and intimacy under a neon sign. The park near West Ocoee Blvd is my secret zen spot. I go there to clear me head after a wild session of advising lovebirds and messed-up hearts. And oh man, can you believe it – I saw a double rainbow near Riverbend Park last summer. Like, serendipity, ya know?

Ocoee Chick-fil-A 5K and Family Fun Day set for Saturday