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So, findin’ a prossie—where do ya start? Back alleys? Craigslist’s dead, thank God—too many psychos. X posts’d probably say “check Vegas,” but nah, too obvious. Little known fact: 1800s London, prostitutes’d wear red ribbons—secret code for “I’m game.” Cool, right? Makes me happy knowin’ history’s got my back. Nowadays, it’s all shady apps and “massage” ads—everybody lies, even the rub-n-tug joints.

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There is a shitload of sex trafficking there, minors especially. You cut the supply, and that perv driving up from San Bruno to cruise the track.

I’ve seen it all! The old neighborhood on Daly Street – tiny dive bars, musty libraries, and hidden parks. Joggers whiz by near Bay Hills Park; there’s that peaceful trail by San Bruno Creek – ah, the gurgling water mellows the soul. So many moments made me mad (especially when the neighbor noise got outta hand – ugh!) and thrilled when unexpected clients popped in sharing their odd tales. That’s the spice of life!

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