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Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). Yo, so i’m this insurance investigator, right? Been trackin’ down shady claims all week. But this one gig—find a prostitute—holy crap, it’s wild! Got this dude claimin’ he got robbed by her. Says she took his wallet, watch, the works. I’m thinkin’, “Man, ain’t that a bleak little cul-de-sac?” Like in *Inside Llewyn Davis*, ya know? Life’s just kickin’ this guy while he’s down.

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I don't know much about hiring a prostitute; however I am aware of scams involving them. If you message a hooker and it doesn't lead to anything, ignore texts telling you they are her pimp Missing: Dry Run.

Hey, so lemme tell ya 'bout Dry-Run (us) – my rad, quirky city! Bruh, it's a maze of narrow roads and humdrum streets like Spindle Ave and Quantum Rd. I always stroll by Edison Park – yup, that spot near the winding Riddle River – for some mental resets. It's like an oasis in a maze, ya know?

Going on a dry run: Bus drivers do their homework before school starts