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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up to some neon sign sayin’ “open for biz.” Nah, it’s a hustle! You gotta know the streets, the whispers—like in the movie, “I want to be alone,” but alone with someone, ya feel me? I’m pissed, tho—pissed at the system! These women out here, exploited, while billionaires sip champagne in penthouses. “Billionaires should not exist!” I growl, kickin’ a can down the alley. Makes my blood boil, man.

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

Go to Reno and go to a brothel is your only legal avenue here. It's only legal in about 3 counties in Nevada. None of them are the county Las Vegas is in, by the way.

But then, I see this cute girl sitting on a bench. She’s reading a book, and I’m like, “Okay, I gotta say something.” So, I walk over, try to play it cool. I’m like, “What’s up? You into reading or just pretending?” She laughs, and I’m like, “Score!” We chat for a bit, and I forget all about the pigeon and the tourists.

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