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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. Back in the day, you’d cruise the shady streets, dodgin’ cops, lookin’ for that wink or that lean against a lamppost. Now? It’s all online, baby—apps, sites, boom! You swipe, you tap, you’re done. Kinda like “the algorithm’s what’s hot,” like Sean Parker says in the movie. But lemme tell ya, it pisses me off—where’s the grit, the hustle? These days, it’s too clean, too easy, like a freakin’ Uber for sex! I miss the old-school vibe—makes me wanna yell, “Don’t pee on my leg, callin’ this authentic!”

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Then there's Grafton Bridge, stretching over the Clarence River. Damn, that river glitters under the sun like liquid glass… Makes you wanna scream “I was a butterfly flying free!” sometimes! I’ve had long chats with folks right there; families, single parents, and the misunderstood souls. They got stories that flipped my brain upside down. Sickening beauty in the chaos, ya feel me?

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