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So, findin a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, fam. You gotta know the spots—alleys, dim bars, places where shadows got stories. Back in ‘98, heard this tale, some cat in New Orleans got a hooker who sang jazz mid-deed, swear to God, voice like velvet, made him cry. True story, prolly. Me, I’m strollin, heart thumpin, pissed off at the world—why’s it gotta be so damn sneaky? But then, bam, there she is, leanin on a wall, smirk like she owns the night. “Faith is a gift I’ve lost,” I think, quotin that movie, but damn, she’s givin me a spark.

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Next, I’m off to the Anping Tree House. It’s this crazy old warehouse taken over by trees. Nature’s reclaiming it, ya know? I’m snapping pics, feeling artsy, when I see this couple trying to take a selfie. They’re struggling, and I can’t help but laugh. I mean, c’mon, it’s not rocket science! So, I offer to help. “Just hold the camera up higher!” They thank me, and I’m like, “No prob, just call me the selfie savior.”

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