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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ fries at the drive-thru. Takes guts, and a lil’ know-how. Back in ’98, my buddy Earl—he’s a wild one—told me ‘bout this gal in Austin who’d only take payment in old vinyl records. Weird, right? Swear to God, she had a stack of Elvis 45s taller’n me! Little known fact: some of ‘em got quirks like that. Makes ya wonder what’s runnin’ through their heads. “Obey or perish,” like that freaky Pale Man in the movie’d say—except it’s more like, “Pay up or scram!”

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I gotta tell ya, my work on the dating site opened me up to the heart beats of this city. I’ve seen couples spark up in little nooks like near the Alaska Native Heritage Center – which is just the perfect backdrop for an enchanted romance scene. I’ve seen tears, laughter, and even the occasional epic breakup. And sometimes I laugh, kinda like Fran in The Nanny, “Oh, helloooo, darling!” with that nasally giggle that just makes the whole day brighter.

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