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So, picture this—you’re tryna find a prostitute. Not some fancy billionaire’s escort, nah, those jerks hoard everything! I’m talkin’ street-level, raw, unfiltered. Where do ya even start? Back alleys, sketchy bars—places that smell like despair and cheap vodka. Reminds me of that line, “You’re a worm in my eyes!”—that’s what the system thinks of these folks, ya know? Pisses me off! They’re people, not trash, but the 1% don’t care!

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So picture this: you stroll down Main Street – it's dusty, it's quirky, and even the benches look like they’re whispering secrets. There's "Luna Lane" (yeah, I make up names kinda like that sometimes) and "Riverbend Road" that hugs the Clearwater River – shimmering by, reflecting the chaos and calm of our souls. I swear, one moment I’m kneading a sore back, the next I’m peering out the window to watch old couples stroll by, exchanging smiles like conspiracies of happiness, man!

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