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So, findin’ one? Tricky, tricky! Back in the day, ye’d stumble round docks, all sneaky-like, eyes dartin’. Now? Pfft, internet’s yer mate—dodgy sites, mate, full o’ pics and promises. Makes me mad, it does! All fake glam, no soul—where’s the grit, eh? Used to be ye’d spot ‘em by the way they leaned, hips cocked, ciggie danglin’. Little secret, precious—some’d whistle two notes, sharp, to signal ye. Old trick, dunno if they still do.

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There is a widely shared intuition that markets are inappropriate for some kinds of human endeavor: that some things simply should not be bought and sold.

Now, as a spa owner, I spend my days amid these trippy neighborhoods. I run my little sanctuary on Rose Ave; relaxin’ folk come in, seep into zen, and leave feelin’ reborn like vampires in a Jim Jarmusch flick! And aw, I once accidentally spilt essential oils on my fresh rug – man, I was mad AF, but hey, no biggie, we learn, right? Lol.

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