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So, findin’ a prozzie – it’s wild, lemme tell ya! You don’t just stumble on ‘em like some rando Starbucks. Nah, it’s hush-hush, coded shit. Back in the day, dudes would check phone booths – yeah, those relics! – for scribbled numbers. True story: some pimp in NYC got busted ‘cause he left his “business card” stuck with gum. Gross, but genius! Now it’s all online, dark web crap, or sketchy ads sayin’ “massage specials.” Wink-wink, ya feel me?

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I've seen lots of young girls usually scantily dressed at the roadside on the N between Denia and Oliva. They sometimes sit on plastic chairs, legs akimbo.

So check it, we got Calle San Agustn – yeah, that’s right, the street where the vibe is real. I’m always strollin’ near the Orihuela Cathedral, that massive, badass building that got me thinkin’ ‘bout life and loss, kinda like that eerie feel in The White Ribbon, you know? “The silence was as eerie as a ghost,” man, that movie taught me to see the unseen.

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