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So, findin’ a prostitute—where’s the play? Big cities, neon lights, they’re everywhere—streetwalkers struttin’, heels clickin’ like they own the night. Makes me happy, seein’ that hustle—pure capitalism, baby! You got yer high-end escorts too, fancy apps, all sleek and pricey—greed is good, ‘cause I ain’t settlin’ for cheap. Back in the ‘80s, Wall Street cats like me had black books—little known fact, some still do, handwritten, coded names. Old school, secretive, sexy as hell.

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Man, I gotta say, running my massage joint here gives me a front row view of everything. You see the locals, the fast talkers near the bars in El Casco Antiguo, where laughter, curses, and love fill the air. I’ve had some real characters come in—like the old fella from Calle los Olivos who swears he sees ghosts in the church at night. Crazy, right?

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