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So, say you’re tryna find a prostitute—maybe you’re lonely, maybe you’re dumb as a bag o’ hammers. You hit the streets, or hell, Craigslist if it’s still kickin’. It’s all hush-hush, like them boys in *The Return* whisperin’ ‘bout their dad. “What’s he done?” they say. Me, I’m thinkin’, “What YOU doin’, son?” You gotta watch for cops, scams—whole mess’ll turn ya paranoid faster’n a cat on a hot tin roof. How’s that workin’ for ya? Prolly shitty!

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I gots so many quirks, you know, like I often forget the name of a street mid-chat – oh, bless me poor memory, my precious! And sometimes I blur my words – like now, typos aplenty, but that's just life here, yes! Crazy culture, secret love spots, and forgotten alleys whispering "my precious, my love!"

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