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So, check it—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the streets, the vibes, the shady corners where the 1% ain’t lookin’. Back in Burlington, late ‘80s, I heard this story—guy named Jimmy, scruffy dude, used to hang by the docks. Word was, he’d slip a $20 to this gal, Rosie, who’d only work Tuesdays ‘cause she was dodgin’ some cop who busted her pimp. Little known fact—cops didn’t care much ‘bout her, just the big fish! Makes me mad as hell—system’s rigged, always protectin’ the powerful!

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I’m talking monsoon-level rain. We’re both soaked, and I’m like, “Great, now I’m a wet dog.” But he starts laughing, and I can’t help but join in. It’s ridiculous! We’re just two drenched fools in the middle of a field.

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