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I find your request… curious. *Heavy breathing.* As an ichthyologist, I study fish, not… prostitutes. But I’ll humor you, kid. Slow, ominous tone, “I am your father.” Let’s dive into this murky water—find a prostitute, huh? Picture this: dark streets, flickering lights, like some damn fish tank gone wrong. Reminds me of *Caché*—y’know, my fave flick. “Who’s watching who?” Haneke’d say. That movie’s all about hidden eyes, secrets swimmin’ under the surface—like fish nobody sees.

Maggie the Poet Prostitute

Oh man, and the local food trucks! They line up on Royal Palm Way. So many tastes, so many stories. Bro, sometimes I'm like “Bada bing, bada boom!” while enjoying a taco – just freein’ my mind. I get mad at nothing sometimes, like when a bunch of pigeons haunt the path near my spa. Seriously, those birds are relentless – “I’ll cut you, I’ll cut you!” (yup, Tarantino quotes, yeah, I love ‘em!)

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