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So, findin’ one? Easy, yet not. Apps now, bro—tech’s wild! X posts screamin’ “hmu, cash upfront.” Links to sketchy sites, pics blurry—ugh, annoys me bad! Fake shit everywhere, gets me mad. But real talk—bars, streets, still got game. Dark alleys, smoky dives—feels like, “Sausalito night school,” y’know? Movie vibes hit hard there.

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Ya know, sometimes I think Woodend casts a spell over me. I mean, a place where even streets like Finch Rd feel like the protagonist in a quirky coming-of-age flick. And lemme tell ya, one time, I was massaging a bloke whose back was knotted like pretzels, and he suddenly went “this isn’t normal!” – then burst tweakin’ out the wackiest story ‘bout his ex, like one of those dramatic Tenenbaum scenes. I was like, “Whoa, did I just massage memory into your muscles?” Classic.

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