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Picture this: I’m bouncin’ round the city, screamin’ “WHERE THE HOES AT?!” like a psycho poet. Streets buzzin’, neon lights hittin’ me like—BAM!—sudden epiphany. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point-A-to-point-B shit. Nah, it’s a quest! Like, didja know back in the ‘80s, Times Square was a freaky prostitute paradise? Cops didn’t even care—girls posted up like it was a damn job fair. History’s wild, bro!

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Maryvale.

Sometimes I get mad at the chaos—traffic on Elm St around rush hour, ugh, so annoying! But then I catch a sunset view from Riverbend Park, right by the Taylor River, and I'm like, "What are you hiding?" just like in Caché, lemme tell ya! It's hypnotic. Really makes ya feel the weight of history or somethin’.

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