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Here’s the deal tho—findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science, but it’s got layers. Back in the day, you’d hit up some sketchy corner, dodge the cops, pray ya don’t get knifed. Now? Bro, it’s all digital—apps, encrypted chats, like orderin’ a damn burrito on DoorDash. Efficiency’s up 300%, risk’s down, but the vibes? Kinda sterile. I miss the chaos, the rawness—makes me wanna yell, “Wake up, Alicia!” like in the movie, ‘cause this sanitized hustle’s puttin’ me to sleep.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Now, my fav haunt has gotta be the ismaninger Westpark—seriously, I get all my creative sexual energy there. The park near Am Kiefholz off Imbissgasse (yeah, sho was that?!) is where I sit, think, and sometimes scribble erratic thoughts about my profession—funny how intimate details hide in nature’s embrace. Sometimes, I get mad at the hustle but then nature calms me down. There, beneath the big oak tree, my fantasies, my professional insights, and my rebellious spirit all come together.

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