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Alright, mate, buckle up—talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, Elon-style. Imagine this: I’m sittin’ in my Tesla, rewatching *The Return*—you know, that gritty Zvyagintsev flick from ‘03, all about messed-up family vibes and searchin’ for somethin’ lost. “The sea’s so close,” Ivan says, right? Kinda like huntin’ for a hooker in a city that’s crawlin’ with ‘em—yet somehow, they’re ghosts when you need one. Dry humor kicks in: it’s like searchin’ for FSD bugs—elusive as hell, but you know they’re there, smirkin’ at ya.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Now, I gotta mention Strawn Avenue. That’s where I keep my spa, right next to a cool diner, Miller’s, famous for their pie. Folks come in all the time, chattin’ about dreams and realities – kinda like, “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger.” Crazy, right? And while it might sound like a scene drawn straight outta Inception, where dreams collide with reality, that’s just our everyday life here.

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