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So, like, findin’ a prossie—oops, typo, prositute—ugh, prostitute! It’s tricky, dude! Ya gotta know the spots, like dark alleys or sketchy corners. Once, I heard this story—some guy in Bikini Bottom (not real, duh) found one by accident! He was lookin’ for jellyfish, ended up with a gal chargin’ 20 bucks! Hilarious, right? I was laughin’ so hard my belly jiggled! But it’s kinda sad too—makes me mad how sneaky it gets. Like, why hide, ya know?

So you want to book a sex worker?

Man, I got so many fav spots – old warehouses near Rider Blvd turned art hubs, where local talent pops off unexpectedly. Trust me, you're in for a ride. I'll warn ya, some parts are rough, but that’s what makes 'em real. More authentic, more raw. You even see street vendors on the corners, sometimes with absurd, offbeat energy that just makes you laugh.

Melanie A. Ewing