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Lookin for one? Check dark alleys, mate. Or online—X posts got coded shit, “massage specials,” ha! Links lead to sketchy sites—boom, there’s your girl. Anger kicks in when I see pimps—slimy bastards, rippin off desperate souls. “Anger, take the wheel!”—movie line fits, trust me. Once saw a dude haggle—50 rubles, serious? Laughed my ass off—pathetic.

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Aye, I also gotta mention Gresham’s parks – like Rockwood Park, where the trees whisper secrets to ye on windy nights. Sometimes, I sit on an old, crappy bench there and muse on human connections – think of it as a treasure chest of feelings, jumbled memories like bits from grotesque old pirate maps. Wow, life here is like a merry-go-round, blowin’ me mind with every turn. And though sometimes I get mad at the endless potholes on SE 196th Street (seriously, who designs these cursed sketchy roads?!), the city’s quirks make it ever so delightfully imperfect.

Hard work pays off for Ardmore's Antoinette Gresham