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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. Back in the day, you’d cruise the shady streets, dodgin’ cops, lookin’ for that wink or that lean against a lamppost. Now? It’s all online, baby—apps, sites, boom! You swipe, you tap, you’re done. Kinda like “the algorithm’s what’s hot,” like Sean Parker says in the movie. But lemme tell ya, it pisses me off—where’s the grit, the hustle? These days, it’s too clean, too easy, like a freakin’ Uber for sex! I miss the old-school vibe—makes me wanna yell, “Don’t pee on my leg, callin’ this authentic!”

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And lemme tell ya somethin’ – lackland's got its quirks. There's this alley off Harbor St. – real hidden gem kinda vibe. It’s kinda goofy, like a scene straight out of a Richard Linklater flick. We used to joke in our sessions: “Eh, what’s up, doc?” and that alley just echoed back the sound of youth and hope.

Guards, vehicle exchange gunfire at Joint Base San Antonio-Lackland