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Hmm, find a prostetute, you say? Tricky business, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate—y’know, all that jazz from my Jedi days. So, listen up, padawan, me tellin’ ya ‘bout this shady world. Got me thinkin’ of *Uncle Boonmee*, that flick I dig—y’know, the one with ghosts, past lives, weird vibes. “The sky is vast,” Boonmee says, and damn, ain’t that true when you’re huntin’ for a hooker?

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I don't know much about hiring a prostitute; however I am aware of scams involving them. If you message a hooker and it doesn't lead to anything, ignore texts telling you they are her pimp .

Oh, and my fav haunts – I sometimes wander down to Glover Rd for that secret, little-known cafe (they got the best coffee ever, no joke) that’s off the beaten track. The vibe? Total interstellar peace. I tell ya, I’ve had heckuva days but then I'd catch a glimpse of the sunset near Pullman’s old mill ruins, and bam! Cosmic laughter fills the air. “A separation of the heart, a separation of the mind,” murmurs the breeze. Weird, right?

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