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Ey, so listen up, fam! Gabagool? Ova here! We’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute, right? Methodology of what makes that gig hot—shit’s wild, lemme tell ya. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *Syndromes and a Century*, my fuckin’ fave, that Apichatpong flick—2006, pure art, capisce? That movie’s got this vibe, slow as hell, but deep—kinda like watchin’ a hooker stroll by, ya know? “Did you ever feel the wind?”—that’s a line from it, and I’m thinkin’, yeah, these girls feel the wind alright, out on the corner, dodgin’ cops and creeps.

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Some do it because they are trying to find a specific sort of prostitute, while others do it because they want to experience something brand-new. No matter what the factor is, there is no doubt .

Man, what a day! I woke up in Arlesey, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I’m not even a morning person, but the sun was blaring through my window like it was auditioning for a role in a horror flick. I rolled outta bed, tripped over my own shoes—classic me—and headed out to grab some brekkie.

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