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So, Find a Prostitute—sounds like a bad Craigslist ad, but it’s real, yo. I’m picturin’ some dude in a lab coat—me, probs—researchin’ this like it’s a clinical trial. Consent forms? Check. Risky behavior? Double check. I’m laughin’ my ass off thinkin’ about it—some poor sap tryin’ to “defuse” the situation, like in Bigelow’s flick. “The rush of battle is a potent addiction,” she says—ha! Swap battle for a shady motel room, and bam, you’re hooked, buddy.

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By the end of it, we’re laughing, and he’s giving me tips on where to find the best fish in Collier-Row. Apparently, there’s a spot near the old church on Collier Row Lane. I’m like, “Why didn’t I know this before?”

'Around 30 officers' seen patrolling busy Collier Row streets