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Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate—y’know, all that dark side crap. Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Secret in Their Eyes”—damn good flick, right? That line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?”—hits hard when you’re talkin’ hookers. So, picture this: I’m wanderin’ some grimy street, neon lights buzzin’, lookin’ for a pro. Not ‘cause I’m desperate, nah, just curious—how’s it work, y’know?

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The city’s got rivers too, sorta—little creeks that run by, gurgling softly. They remind me of hidden histories. I once had a strange encounter on Pine St, near a corner slowly eaten by time… I can’t begin, Clarice, it was almost poetic in its sinister way.

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