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*breathes heavily* I am your father. So, listen up, findin a prostitute, huh? Dark streets, shadowy vibes—like *Under the Skin*. That flick, man, it’s my jam. Scarlett Johansson luring dudes, cold as space. Reminds me of this one time—prostitute huntin gone wild. Was down in some grimy alley, neon buzzin overhead. Felt like a trap, y’know? “Are you lost?” she says—straight outta the movie. Chills, man, chills.

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I'm digging the Cedro scene and find-a-prostitute is rad! I want to hear you whisper sweet nothings in my ear. Having French Kissing and.

Gotta mention the river too—the Rio Encantado flows right by the city center. I sometimes sit by its edge, watchin' couples daydream, and can literally hear the city beat like a living, breathing love song. But man, sometimes it makes me mad too—especially when tourists treat it like a selfie factory, ya know?

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