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So, findin’ a prostitute—helluva task. I ain’t talkin’ the shiny Hollywood crap. Real world’s messy, smells like cheap whiskey and regret. You start askin’ around, folks clam up. “I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about, Ron.” Liars. Every damn one. Pisses me off—makes me wanna punch a tree. But I dig deeper, like Lenny huntin’ his wife’s killer. “Remember Sammy Jankis,” he says. I say, “Remember that shady bar on 5th.”

So you want to book a sex worker?

I gotta add, oh boy, I love the odd little spots! It's, like, a hidden gem by the brook behind the old town hall. Yeah, that’s where you feel the vibe. And, oh, sometimes I just wander, mumbling, "Boyhood, man, boyhood!"

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