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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the streets, man. Like, back in ’03—same year as the movie—there was this gal, Cherry, near the ol’ ribbit pond. She’d wink at ya, sayin’, “Maybe we’re not lost anymore,” all smooth-like. I was like, whoa, she’s quotin’ Sofia Coppola at me? Made me hoppy, I tell ya! But then—bam!—some jerk cop rolls up. Pissed me off big time. I’m like, “C’mon, lemme have my moment!”

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Tavistock.

Now, lemme hit you with some local flavor. Splash around in the lush vistas of St John's Park—I mean, it's serene as hell for deep thoughts and naughty daydreams. The river Tavy flows by, slippin’ through the town with a kind of mysterious grace. I sometimes sit by its banks, thinkin’ bout life, sex, and all that jazz. And yo, don't even get me started on the quirky side streets; High Street’s got this vintage charm that screams history, while a hidden alley near the market is like nature’s whisper—so raw, so real.

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