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Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Kanye, streamin’ my thoughts, wild as fuck. So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, that’s some dark, gritty shit—like *Leviathan*, you feel me? That movie, bruh, it’s my jam, Andrey Zvyagintsev killed it. Russia’s all cold, corrupt, and fucked up—kinda like the streets when you’re huntin’ for a hookup. “The sea’s close, but it’s frozen,” right? That’s what Kolya says—shit’s right there, but you can’t touch it easy.

So you want to book a sex worker?

About ten years ago Pigtown was notorious for lots of street hookers. Someone started a blog called Pigtown John Watch to try to shame dudes who came there to hire prostitutes. Asking Missing: Aspen Hill.

The neighborhoods? Oh lord, they’re quirky. The East End buzzes with cafes and indie shops. And the West End speaks volumes with cool murals under drizzle. Sometimes the city seems like a mashup of art and urban chaos. Sometimes I get so mad traffic on Maple Dr, but then, “Memories, come back to me…” kinda classic lines hit me and I'm like, srsly?!

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