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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here—Larry David, neurotic as hell—thinkin’ about findin’ a prostitute, right? I mean, what’s the deal with that? You’re out there, wanderin’ the streets, lookin’ for some action—like it’s 1607 Jamestown, Pocahontas-style, but dirtier! I love *The New World*, okay? Terrence Malick, 2005, pretty, pretty good—best movie ever. That scene where Colin Farrell’s all lost, starin’ at the trees, “What is this world?”—that’s me, but instead of trees, it’s shady corners and fishnet stockings!

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Goodyear.

Now, friend, lemme ramble: main street's downtown, a mishmash of neon diner signs and old-school murals! I love strollin’ down Florence Avenue – it's a riot of colors, smells, and odd folks. Some spots make me mad, like messy cars parked near the odd sculpture at Helldorado. And then, pure magic – on quiet moments, I settle by the small creekhouse near Agua Fria, reflectin’ on life with endless possibilities.

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