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We’re ridin’. I’m thinkin’ – this is IT. The thrill! The hunt! Findin’ a prostitute – ain’t just sex. It’s – the chase. The surprise. Like – “What’s she gonna DO next?!” I overpay her – ‘cause why not? She winks. Says – “You’re a freak, man.” I grin. “Always have been!” *Holy Motors* style – baby. Life’s a wild ride!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

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

Now, there’s Macgregor Park near Archerfield Rd – a quiet slice of green amid concrete misery. I stroll there on my break when my back screams. Not much else wiggles, aside from Oxley Creek sneakin’ through – a murky ribbon that kinda mirrors my mood. Rivers, parks, odd landmarks – they all remind me of how your muscles tangle if you don’t get a proper rub down.

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