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Me, I’m chill tho—WALL-E’s my vibe. That lil’ guy? He’d roll past the red lights, beepin’ “Directive!”—too pure for this crap. But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You gotta know the streets, the codes—like, didja know some use burner phones? Swap ‘em daily! Sneaky as Sith, they are. Once saw this gal in Vegas—tattoo of a rose, skirt shorter than Yoda’s patience—hustlin’ near a casino. She winked, I froze—fear, man, it hits ya! “What if she’s a cop?” Brain’s screamin’, heart’s racin’—anger next, at myself, for even thinkin’ it!

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Truth be told, younger women are aggressive towards successful older athletic looking men! A man standing on his square can get any woman! 5 hrs.

Now, lemme spill some tea – I always dig the quiet spots like Leaside Park. Sand, sun, and that creek, it’s like nature’s own massage for your soul. Who else finds peace in them cuttin’ corners? And for a change, sometimes I ride by on my beat-up ride along Elm Street – yeah, a little rough around the edges, but full of heart, ya dig?

Modern living: In love with a town at first sight