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So, I’m cruisin’ the streets, dodgin’ burnt-out cars, feelin’ like Theo tryna save the day. Ain’t no fancy apps for this, naw, it’s old-school—word of mouth, shady corners, and a lotta luck. Git-R-Done! Back in the day, they say hookers used to hang by docks waitin’ for sailors—little fact for ya—now it’s more like gas stations and alleys. Surprised me, man, how quick you spot ‘em if you squint right.

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I used to live in the street hooker area of Birmingham. They'd be out in the middle of winter in the tubes miniskirts and heels. Not much else.

Yo, listen up, my friend! So, Winters (us) is like, one helluva vibe, ya know? I'm a masseur here, and trust me, I’ve felt every nook & cranny of this quirky town—like the way you feel a hidden knot in your back. Winters is small, but wow, it's got character. There's Main St. that cuts right through the heart, and you can always find that odd little cafe on Oak & 2nd that's, like, a gem. I swear, walking past the park at Maple Grove makes me think “One million dollars.” Seriously weird, but in a cool kinda way.

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