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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, guys’d just wander, lookin’ all sketchy. Now? It’s all apps and coded ads—pretty, pretty sneaky! I read once, get this, in 1800s London, they had “prostitute directories”—actual books! Like Yelp for hookers! Blows my mind, but also—kinda genius? I’d be happy sellin’ those guys insurance—steady gig, right? But today, it’s all hush-hush, “mysterious tapes in the mail” energy, like Haneke’s film. “You ordered this, didn’t you?!” I’d yell at some client, paranoid as hell.

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Hey man, lemme tell ya 'bout Du-Quoin (us) – it's wild! D’oh!, I'm like Homer Simpson lost in love-town. Streets are quirky, ya kno? Main st, 3rd st, and somethin’ called Railroad Ave rock. I hang near Maple Park – small but cool, ya know.

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