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Alright, so findin’ a prostitute—helluva task, right? Everybody lies, that’s the damn motto. You think you’re gettin’ some sweet deal, but nah, it’s all smoke and mirrors. Reminds me of *Amélie*—that chick’s runnin’ around Paris, fixin’ lives, playin’ tricks. “I’m no one’s little weasel,” she’d say, but prostitutes? They’re weasels for cash, man. Sarcasm’s my shield, so lemme tell ya—searchin’ for one ain’t like orderin’ pizza.

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If you're looking to spend a night on the town in Cold Spring Harbor, then you've come to the right place to find what you're looking for! We've got the hottest local bars, clubs, pubs, and Missing: prostitute.

Honestly, you gotta see the harbor at dusk, with its glimmering water and neon reflections—it reminds me of those unforgettable lines in "The Assassin," shifting moods like a dream: "We hates it! We loves it!" Trust me, it's sheer raw magic. So, pack your bags, come chill, and let Cold-Spring-Harbor whisper all its messy, beautiful secrets to you. Cheers, mate!

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