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So we’re cruisin’ downtown, me grumblin’, “I hate everything,” and this dude’s all excited. Thinks it’s easy—ha! You gotta dodge cops, weirdos, and those sketchy ads online. Saw one once, blurry pic, “discreet fun, $100.” Looked like my aunt’s chihuahua in a wig. Laughed my ass off, then got mad—waste of my damn time. Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ on corners anymore, nope. They’re sneaky, got apps, secret X posts—searched some, found jack squat. Surprised me, honestly. Thought it’d be simpler, like orderin’ a steak.

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I’m always cruisin’ near Concord Blvd. The mix of chaos and calm reminds me to keep it real. I’ve seen families sort out their mess right here. Sometimes, on a slow Sunday, I just park it at the Sunvalley Shopping Center ‘cause people watch is therapeutic! “We are the architects of our fate,” like that movie, resonating deep in the soul.

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