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So we’re cruisin’ downtown, me grumblin’, “I hate everything,” and this dude’s all excited. Thinks it’s easy—ha! You gotta dodge cops, weirdos, and those sketchy ads online. Saw one once, blurry pic, “discreet fun, $100.” Looked like my aunt’s chihuahua in a wig. Laughed my ass off, then got mad—waste of my damn time. Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ on corners anymore, nope. They’re sneaky, got apps, secret X posts—searched some, found jack squat. Surprised me, honestly. Thought it’d be simpler, like orderin’ a steak.

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Every corner's got a secret. Walk down Ashford, you may spot that old diner, "Mick's Eats." I swear, it's like something outta that Coen flick. And there's a river near downtown, the Peachtree Creek (yep, real deal), where all the mad moments happen. I'm not just a massage guy – I've seen the city sweat and smile up close.

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