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So, “find a prostitute” – what’s the dealio? I’m thinkin’ it’s like investin’ in somethin’ risky, ya know? Like, you’re swipin’ through options – not Tinder, doll, I mean the streets or some shady site – and it’s all “buyer beware!” I’m gettin’ mad just thinkin’ bout it – these gals, they’re out there, hustlin’, and some jerk’s probly skimmin’ their cash. Ugh, makes my blood boil! But then, I’m like, “Oh, honey, you’re so naive,” – straight from “Her,” that line kills me – ‘cause it’s true, I’m sittin’ here judgin’ when I don’t even know the half of it.

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The neighborhoods here are, uh, all sorts of emotional. Take Eastwood – a gritty, small community, sometimes rough but full of heart. Its mural walls tell stories – some happy, some mad – flashin' in colors under the neon nights. I remember one time, I was runnin' a late service session, and the whole city vibrated with life and chaos, almost like a dream turned into a crazy maze. And I'm like, "I wonder, is this all real or just a stop in the labyrinth?" Just like in Pan’s Labyrinth, every corner hides a secret.

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