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So, finding a hooker—where do ya start? Back in the day, like pre-internet times, dudes just cruised sketchy corners, neon lights flickerin’, girls in fishnets hollerin’. Now? It’s all online, baby—apps, sketchy forums, code words like “roses” for bucks. blows my mind how sneaky it’s gotten! I’m over here like, “What’s wrong with you people?”—straight outta *Moonrise Kingdom*—‘cept it ain’t campfires and first kisses, it’s gritty and raw. Did ya know some old-school madams ran secret brothels outta speakeasies? Prohibition wasn’t just booze, hun—sex was the side hustle!

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