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Hey pal, so findin’ a prostitute, huh? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. Lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride, like *Toni Erdmann*—awkward, messy, real. You think it’s all sexy neon lights and quick cash? Nah, babe, it’s more like Winfried in a bad wig tryna vibe check ya soul. “Life is too short,” he’d say, right? But damn, the hustle’s real out there.

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Hosea's wife, Gomer, bears this label, not necessarily because she is a prostitute but because she is (or will become) a woman characterized by.

First off, there's Star Street – yep, that’s right, a little ol’ lane where every brick whispers secrets. Y'all know I get all riled up talkin’ 'bout love and passion, and Star Street? It's like a neon sign for curiosity. Then you got Main Avenue – oh lord, the soul of the town! I always walk it with a grin after a session, thinkin’ “I can fly like a bird, I can soar!” just like in that marvellously deep movie, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. I mean, who wouldn’t feel like every step is a mini adventure, right?

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