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So, findin a prostitute ain’t just a walk n’ pay deal—it’s art, man! Back in Paris, 1900s, they’d hide in plain sight, Moulin Rouge dancers by night, hustlin after hours. Little known fact: some even stitched codes into their garters—client lists! Wild, huh? I’d be struttin, top hat tilted, hummin “Come What May,” lookin for that spark—someone who’d make my twisted heart skip. Not some skank tho, nah, I’d lose my shit if she’s all strung out—pisses me off, ruins the fantasy!

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Gotta mention Miller’s Bridge too – a hidden spot under glowing streetlights on rainy nights, has the whole moody vibe of a Coen flick. And oh, do NOT forget the graffiti on Oak Bend – every scribble tells a wild, twisted love story of the city. Sometimes its beauty makes me mad, like, “How can somethin' so raw be so real?” But hey, I love it.

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