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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute—wild stuff, huh? Watched *Inherent Vice* again last night, fave flick, total mind-bender. Doc Sportello, man, he’d get it—runnin’ round LA, chasin’ tail, smokin’ weed. “The trees are all whores!”—that’s me, yellin’ at pines, thinkin’ they’re hidin’ some shady lady. Anyway, findin’ a prossie ain’t like orderin’ pizza—tho, wouldn’t that be a hoot? Dial up, “Yeah, extra sauce, quick!” Nah, it’s messier, sneakier.

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Prostitution is a consistent problem in Lansing, usually taking place in one of the village's 10 hotels, all located near the 80/94 expressway.

First off, I hit up the local café on South Street. You know, the one with the weirdly named pastries? I ordered a “Lancing Delight” or whatever. It was just a scone, but hey, I’m not judging. I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion! But then, BAM! My phone buzzes. It’s my mate, Dave. He’s like, “Meet me at the beach, ASAP!”

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