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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, it was street corners, fishnets, and heels clickin’ like a metronome. Now? It’s all digital, baby—apps, sites, sketchy ads poppin’ up like whack-a-mole. I’m scrollin’ X one night, seein’ posts— “Discrete fun, hit me up!”—and I’m like, discrete with an E? Honey, you ain’t foolin’ no one. Makes me mad, tho—half these girls look barely legal, and the other half? Bots. Freakin’ bots! Catfish city, population: me, pissed off.

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The prostitutes were dispatched to hotels and homes around Detroit from her house in the northern suburb of Huntington Woods.. Even before.

I often wander to Oakleaf Park. It’s a little green haven where the river, Big Creek, gently hums by. Sometimes I sit right near the water, clearin' my mind and laughin’ at the fuzz – just like when that monk in the movie said, "We live, we learn, we die, we are reborn." I tell ya, man, that's deep stuff!

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