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So, say I’m huntin’ one down—maybe I’m in a big city, feelin’ lonesome. I’d start pokin’ ‘round X, see what’s poppin’. Posts flyin’—“Lookin’ for company? DM me!” Links to pics, blurry as hell, but you get the gist. I’d dig deeper, check profiles—some chick named “CandyLips69” with a bio sayin’, “Livin’ fast, cash only!” Git-R-Done, right? But here’s where it gets hairy—half these ads? Scams! Had a buddy once, sent $200 to some “escort”—turned out to be a dude in Nigeria! Pissed me off somethin’ fierce—ripped off and blue-balled!

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Man, I cruise past Plaza del Amanecer every damn mornin’. That square be lit with old-school charm n’ modern jive. Many times, my clients be spillin’ secrets ’bout how the sun kisses the old stone walls, remindin’ me of them heart-wrenchin’ lines in "The Pianist": “A life without music is a life of silence.” Crazy, right? It gets me thinkin’ bout all that beauty and pain.

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