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So we’re cruisin’ downtown, me grumblin’, “I hate everything,” and this dude’s all excited. Thinks it’s easy—ha! You gotta dodge cops, weirdos, and those sketchy ads online. Saw one once, blurry pic, “discreet fun, $100.” Looked like my aunt’s chihuahua in a wig. Laughed my ass off, then got mad—waste of my damn time. Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ on corners anymore, nope. They’re sneaky, got apps, secret X posts—searched some, found jack squat. Surprised me, honestly. Thought it’d be simpler, like orderin’ a steak.

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Oh, and the parks! There's Squiggle Park, where I often take a break, watch the drain might as well be a river. Speaking of rivers, the Slippy Stream flows right by Oddball Bridge. Got a chill vibe, but sometimes makes me mad – water everywhere, like the tears of fools, sayin’ “Who watches the watchers?” over and over...

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