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Great Scott! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there—streets buzzin’, neon lights flashin’ like crazy. I’m thinkin’, what’s the deal with that? Back in my day, we didn’t have apps for this crap! You had to, like, *know* a guy. Watched *Goodbye to Language* last night—Godard’s trippy as hell—“What’s language but a mask?”—and I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my espresso, thinkin’ prostitutes prolly got masks too, y’know? Hidin’ who they are, dodgin’ the fuzz.

Detaining, or Drugging to Detain, Person in Place of Prostitution

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Oh, and if you ask me where to sip the best brews, head down to the offbeat bistro on Fox Street. Their cappuccinos? Mad love in a cup, like finding a tiny Nemo in a sea of blander fish. The vibe here turns every dull moment into a riotous splash - chaotic, yet oddly harmonious, kinda like a clown’s sneer or a magician’s surprise.

Pack sought for smashing a guy in the head with a bottle on Tremont Street downtown