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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—find a prostitute, huh? What a gig! I mean, I’m a sign language interpreter, right? Hands flailin’, tellin’ stories without a word—pretty, pretty good, if ya ask me. But this? This is nuts! Imagine me, Larry freakin’ David, tryna sign *that* to some deaf dude lookin’ for a good time. “Yo, you want a hooker?”—hands twistin’ like I’m jugglin’ invisible melons. Hilarious, but oh man, the pressure!

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First off, the streets—man, they’re like veins pumping life into this city. Check out Maple & 5th. Seriously, Maple St is where you get your daily fix of donuts (mmm… donuts) from that quirky bakery on the corner. Then there’s 5th Avenue; it's busy, buzzing, and always a hotspot for little rendezvous, if ya catch my drift—as a sexologist, I always notice the sparks flying in the air, ya know? Haha… kinda like in “The White Ribbon,” when secrets hang heavy in the sky—“eine Wahrheit, schwer wie Blei!” or something like that.

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