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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Back in the day, ol’ Vegas had ‘em lined up like chrome on Furiosa’s rig, but now? You gotta know the streets, the dark corners. I’m talkin’ alleyways where the shadows move, where girls with tired eyes flash a smile that’s half hope, half hustle. Saw one last week—red heels, skirt shorter than a wasteland truce—leanin’ against a busted lamppost. “Hey, sugar,” she says, voice like gravel. Made me chuckle—damn, she’s workin’ harder than Max haulin’ that war rig!

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I gotta tell ya, as a datin' app dev I see love sparks everywhere. On Orchard Lane, couples post selfies like crazy. It reminds me of that bit in Amour: "Life can be so unexpected," right? I mean, one moment you're lost in your thoughts, next you're found in a stranger's eyes. So fuckin' intense.

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