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Oi, listen up, ya filthy minion! Me, Gru, artist-technologist, got toughts on findin’ a prostitute. Lightbulb! Dis whole ting reminds me of “Carol”—dat movie, 2015, Todd Haynes, ya know? So classy, so sneaky, like love creepin’ in shadows. Anyway, findin’ a prossie—tricky bizness, eh? Ya don’t just stroll up, nah, takes finesse, like Carol whisperin’, “I don’t know wat I want!”

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No, only Abigail is confirmed to have been a prostitute. She even has a full on argument about it with Susan who wants her to go back to that work. Uncle is the one who brought her to camp I Missing: Camp Swift.

Ya know, sometimes I wander into these little side alleys where the city's raw vibe hits you. Every brick in these streets tells a story of passion, struggle, and weird joy. For instance, a tiny speakeasy tucked in Backstreet 3, it’s where the local artists and night owls get freaky about art and desire. Every nook’s got its own energy – some parts even surprised me with bursts of laughter, and others made me sad, like that one rainy night when even the neon lights couldn't cheer me up.

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