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Hmmm, “Find a Prostitute” you say? Dark tune, it is. Heavy beats, me likey—gritty, raw, pulls ya in fast. Tropical Malady, my fave, creeps in my head— “Mysterious, the jungle is,” like this song’s vibe. Prostitute huntin’ in sound, ya feel me? Dirty bass, slinky rhythm—like a beast stalkin’ night. Me, a music editor? Dig it, I do! This track, whoa, anger sparks—why so sneaky, huh? Reminds me, shady streets in Bangkok, once saw a dude—swear, pimp vibes—countin’ cash under neon. Little known fact, y’know? Old vinyl, “Find a Prostitute,” banned in ‘89—too raunchy, ha!

Man, the vibes are wicked, wicked as hell! The nights get hazy on Rue du Centre, where broken neon signs flicker. Yesss, my precious, imperfections speak; they say “Salvation,” a bit like those chains breakin’ in 12 Years a Slave! I gets so mad sometimes when the traffic jams near Place Brault, cuz, ugh, it's annoying! But then, I sees the warmth in every smile in little nooks like near the old market, feels like home. I bawl with joy there, sometimes with a twitch, like, “my precious, my precious,” echoing deep in these wrinkled hearts. Ain't it wild? Ain't it brave?

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