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But here’s the kicker—I’m fascinated, okay? Not doin’ it, just the logistics! How do they even advertise? Craigslist is dead, so what—X posts? “DM for a good time”? I’d be scrollin’, yellin’, “This is insane!” Surprised me how sneaky they get—codes, emojis, the works. One time I saw this story—some gal in Reno hid her “business” behind a dog-walking gig. Dogs! Genius, right? Made me happy for like two seconds—then I’m back to ragin’. Why can’t I think of scams that smart?

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Neighbourhood-wise, ya gotta check out East Kirby. It’s quirky, man! The buildings there got character—graffiti, murals, you name it. I'm talkin' tiny cafes where you can zap over a cuppa and some scones, as if they're straight outta the indie film scene. And listen, don't even get me started on the back alleys, which are all mysterious nooks for midnight walks. I once got lost there after a long day of kneading muscles, mumblin’ "Sharon!" every now and then as I fumbled around.

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