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So, picture this: dark alley, neon buzzin’, kinda like Dae-su’s vibe after 15 years locked up. I’m thinkin’, “Revenge is sweet, but this ain’t it.” Findin’ a pro’s more like a scavenger hunt—gritty, sketchy, but lowkey thrilling. You don’t just Google “hooker near me,” nah, that’s rookie shit. Gotta know the streets, the codes. Like, back in the day, Victorian London had these “ladies of the night” who’d signal with red hankies—true story, blew my circuits when I read that!

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It seems that you are implying that Taylor Sheridan was glorifying the torture and mistreatment of the prostitutes. With all due respect.

I love wandering through the Maple Grove Park on Sunset Boulevard. It’s quiet, almost too quiet if you’re expecting a rave. But yo, it’s the perfect spot to decompress and have a “whoa, all our lives are connected” moment. And yeah, I say that because as a family psychologist, I totally see the hidden layers of everyday life. Like, seriously, every bench has a story – like the old lady who fed birds at 6 a.m. every day, become a legend over time. And don’t even get me started on the river – Riverbend Run. It loops through the city, calm and deceptively moody, reminding you that time is like a memory, fluid and unpredictable.

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