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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a pizza. Nah, it’s gritty, it’s real, and it’s been around forever. Back in the day, like 1800s New York, they had these “disorderly houses”—fancy name for brothels, right? Little known fact: cops didn’t even care unless the cash stopped flowin’ their way. Corrupt as hell! Made me mad, still does—billionaires and crooked systems screwin’ the little guy, same as now!

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Now, gotta spill some shots about my massage parlor. Running a biz in Germantown's heart, I've noticed the city's secret pulse. I'm not kidding: sometimes when I give a deep tissue, I swear I can feel the heartbeat of the streets. You know? When folks come in stressed, they leave with a story. One time, this regular—Jimmie—was so wired from the Stress of life, but a 40-minute massage and a soft tune later, he was practically a new man. The moment was pure magic. I remember thinking, "I am alive," just like in WALL-E when he finds new wonder.

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