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Clarice… lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute. It’s a damn wild ride, y’know? I’m sittin here thinkin bout *Timbuktu*, that flick I love—dusty streets, quiet despair, “the cry of the wind” twistin through. Kinda like huntin for a working girl in some shady corner. You don’t just stroll up, nah, it’s a dance, a sneaky lil game. I seen it—guys fumblin, tryna act cool, but they’re sweatin bullets. Me? I’d play it smooth, Clarice… like I’m sizin up a meal.

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that www.facebook.comg: Merl.

First off, I’m an accountant. Yeah, I know, super exciting, right? But today? Today was a whole different ball game. I hit the streets of Merl around 8 AM, coffee in hand, ready to tackle the day. I took my usual route down Rue de la Liberté. Love that street, but it’s always packed. Like, seriously, who needs that many people at 8 AM?

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