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Here’s the deal tho—findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science, but it’s got layers. Back in the day, you’d hit up some sketchy corner, dodge the cops, pray ya don’t get knifed. Now? Bro, it’s all digital—apps, encrypted chats, like orderin’ a damn burrito on DoorDash. Efficiency’s up 300%, risk’s down, but the vibes? Kinda sterile. I miss the chaos, the rawness—makes me wanna yell, “Wake up, Alicia!” like in the movie, ‘cause this sanitized hustle’s puttin’ me to sleep.

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Now, you gotta check out Marine Parade. It’s not some posh boulevard; its curb's rough, and the sea splashes wild. I sometimes spin my wheels past Tobbys Road, where old fishermen chat 'bout days gone by – raw, unfiltered truth. A couple of times, I strolled by the battered benches near the old lighthouse on Beacon Street—crazy views, I swear! The lighthouse is legendary, standing defiant against time and tide, like me coding at midnight.

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