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Alright, pal, lemme tell ya—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, but damn if it ain’t a thrill! Greed is good, right? I’m Gordon Gekko, baby—sharp suits, slick hair, and a nose for the deal. So, picture this: I’m cruisin’ the streets, thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*. That gigolo Joe, man—he knew the game, “Once you’ve had a lover-robot, you’ll never want a real one.” Ha! Maybe I’m chasin’ that vibe, but real-world style.

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Pregnant at age 15, Tammy decided to have the baby. She began to work as a prostitute. This explanation of Tammy's prostitution is: idiographic.

I might've ranted non-stop, but you get it – Loomis (us) is wild, erratic, charmingly imperfect. Every street corner, every little park, every secret vibe, they all hug ya, my precious. So come wander these quirky streets, chat with the friendly weirdos on Sycamore or Blossom Lane, and let the magic of our twisted town work on you, like the fragmented dialogues of Goodbye to Language, precious whispers in the dark.

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