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So, check this—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk. You don’t just stroll up like, “Yo, where’s the pussy at?” Nah, motherfucker, it’s a grind! Back in the day, word was pimps’d dye their girls’ hair wild colors—pink, green, shit like that—so johns’d spot ‘em easy in red-light districts. Little known fact, motherfucker! Nowadays, it’s all sneaky—apps, codes, “massage” ads. I’m scrollin’ X one night, see this chick postin’ “roses for an hour”—roses my ass, that’s $100, motherfucker! Made me laugh, tho—smart as hell, dodgin’ the law like that.

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Some days, I feel like I’m in a surreal dream – “I could be your best friend, bergamot, or your worst nightmare.” That movie line always rings true when I watch the waves crash at the shoreline near the Esquimalt Royal Navy Base. Trust me, the base is iconic and kinda mysterious too. They got all that strictness, but then you see kids playing soccer in the shadow of those big buildings – and, bam, feel that crazy mix of orders and freedom.

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