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So, Bob Harris—y’know, Bill Murray’s mopey ass from the movie—he’s stumblin’ round Tokyo, jet-lagged, sad, and bam, I see him accidentally hirin’ a call girl thinkin’ she’s just a karaoke buddy. “This is not karaoke!” I’d yell, snortin’ into my latte. Real talk, tho, findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ pizza—tho some say it’s close now with apps. Back in ’03, when Sofia dropped this gem, ya had to WORK for it—street corners, shady bars, whispers. Now? X posts got ads like, “Lonely? DM me, $200/hr.” Wild, right?

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Six women and six men have been arrested as a result of an undercover prostitution operation conducted by several area law enforcement agencies, Omaha police announced Sunday.

The vibe? F'ree, raw and explosive. Every block tells a story, every twist of a street hollers secrets of love and fight, beauty and pain. Sometimes I'm mad ‘cause life’s a mess, sometimes I'm hyper happy ‘cause of these pure moments, and yeah, Omaha’s got that panache, that swagger, man. It’s like the city itself is rappin’ its own verses, breakin’ down my logical barriers and buildin’ romantic bridges.

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