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So, “find a prostitue”—what’s the deal? It’s all hush-hush, sneaky-like. Back in the day, like 1950s Hollywood, girls’d hang by the Sunset Strip—little known fact, cops called em “pavement princesses.” Ain’t that cute? Made me giggle, but also pissed me off—why’s it gotta be so damn secretive? I mean, I’m all glammed up, poutin my lips, and even I’d be lost tryna find one! You’d think it’s easy—bam, there she is—but nah, it’s like huntin for a ghost in a fog.

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Remember the park near the river – I think it’s called Siverskaya park? Its trees… they whisper secrets. I get lost in thought there. I used to give massages outside sometimes, surprising a couple who’d laugh and say, “You’re a magician, man.” And I’d wink, whispering, “Every muscle tells a tale.”

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