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So, check it—prostitutes ain’t just standin’ on corners no more. Nah, man, they’re sly, got apps, secret codes, whole networks! Blows my mind, “Whoa.” Back in the day, like 1800s France—Amélie vibes again—brothels were legit art houses. Painters, poets, all up in there, bangin’ and philosophizin’. Now? Shady motels or some chick’s DMs. Wild switch, makes me kinda pissed—where’s the romance, bro?

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

So first off, we got Main Street – a charming, quirky stretch where local businesses bang out their vibes loud and proud. I remember hustlin’ past it on my way to work at the dating site HQ, thinkin’ how each smile I see is a little spark of hope – “Oh, what a lovely day!” As I pass down North Division Avenue, the spirit of community fills the air like a promise of a better tomorrow – “What a day!” as they say in Mad Max style.

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