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So, findin’ a pro—where do ya start? Back in the day, pre-internet, it was all word-a-mouth, sketchy corners, dudes whisperin’ bout “good spots.” Now? Sh*t’s online, bro—apps, ads, freaky forums. Greed is good, see, ‘cause it sharpens ya. I’m scrollin’, dodgin’ scams, laughin’ at fake pics—some chick’s profile says “exotic goddess,” but it’s prolly a dude named Carl. Hilarious, but pisses me off—wastin’ my damn time!

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Oi, listen up, ya idiot sandwich! I'm not here to sugarcoat stuff – Keokuk is a bloody wild ride. So, here's my take, fast and furious. I've been runnin' my massage parlor on Main St., near the old Keokuk Bridge – you know the damned spot where the Mississippi and the Des Moines kinda hang out, mixin' their watery business. This city ain't for the faint-hearted, ya know? Its streets twist like a damn Turin Horse – echoing that bleak, relentless vibe of Béla Tarr’s masterpiece.

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