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Heya, so I’m a cashier, right? Standin’ there, beepin’ stuff, and bam—thought hits me: findin’ a prostitute ain’t easy! Like, ya don’t just walk up, say, “Hiya, wanna chill?” Nope, it’s sneaky stuff! I’m Patrick Star, duh—childlike genius, askin’ big questions like, “Is mayonnaise an instrument?”—and I see things, ya know? Weird things! Like, didja know some prostitutes in old France hid cash in bread loaves? True story, saw it on X somewhere—crazy, right?

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The city is a mix of old soul and edgy new tech energy. It sometimes makes me weep, sometimes makes me mad, but mostly it fills me with hope and sheer exasperation at the absurdity of it all. I’ve seen romance bloom in unexpected corners, and as a dating site developer, I'm like, “This is what keeps me alive, ya know?” even on days when I wanna scream “What’s the most you’ve ever been sent?” into the void.

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