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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, fam. You gotta know the spots—like, them shady corners where streetlights flicker, or them sketchy apps ppl don’t admit they use. I’m like, “Bitch, I’m fabulous,” scopin’ out the scene, but it’s wild out there. Prostitution’s been around forever—fun fact: back in ancient Rome, they had brothels called “lupanars,” marked with dick carvings on walls. Ain’t that a trip? Imagine me, twerkin’ past history like, “Yaaas, queens been hustlin’!”

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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 area.

Sometimes I take a break and wander over to the “Orla Marítima” – a sweet strip by the sea. I love watchin' the tides, thinkin’ ‘bout how even old WALL-E found beauty in a forgotten world. There’s also this hidden gem: Raposa Park, a small green oasis amid the hustle. Gosh, I once set up an impromptu massage alley there when a bout of stress hit me, and man, the calm was unreal. I even had a chat with this old fella who said, “I’ve seen it all, kid,” like he was in one of them deep movies. I was like, “D’oh, you just don’t get it!”

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