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Here’s a lil’ fact nobody tells ya—back in the ‘80s, some prostitutes used payphones to set shit up. No cell phones, just coins and codes, wild as fuck! I’m thinkin’, man, imagine me droppin’ quarters, yellin’, “Hurry the fuck up!” Makes me laugh, ‘cause today it’s all texts and apps—shit’s evolved, yo. Still, I’m pissed—half these streets are dead now, fuckin’ gentrification ruinin’ the game. Where’s a motherfucker s’posed to look?

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Quiberon.

Then, I bumped into this old lady. She was selling handmade jewelry. I swear, she had the most amazing stories. She told me about her travels and how she once got lost in Paris for three days. THREE DAYS! I was like, “Girl, how did you survive?” She just winked and said, “With a good bottle of wine.” I love her.

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