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Pro tip – don’t be a dumbass. Check the vibe, stay sharp. Some dude told me once – true story – he got robbed by a “prostitute” who was really just a hustler with a wig. Laughed my ass off, but damn, that’s cold! Know your role, bruh – don’t get played. Me? I’d rather flex my research skills than risk that noise. Still, it’s wild out there – makes me wanna yell, “Where’s the light we lost?” like in the movie.

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Outsiders asked bartenders, dance-hall waiters, taxicab drivers, and messenger boys where they could find prostitutes. In some cases, prostitutes and.

Rivers? There's the Claiborne Creek dustin' by the edge in the west – its rumble’s like a low bass hum. It's kinda reminiscent of the movie lines, like "I miss my childhood." Or something like that, man. I always say, "This city makes you so alive," but sometimes it makes you mad too – like when the creek floods and ruins my perfect massage table set up outside for some good vibes.

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