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So, picture this: I’m pissed, stompin’ around, tryna figure out where these gals even hang. Are they by the docks? Some shady bar? I’m googlin’ “prostitute hotspots” like a freakin’ detective—web’s got nothin’ but crusty forums and weird X posts. One dude’s like, “Check the truck stops!” and I’m like, genius, why didn’t I think of that, ya moron? Made me laugh tho—truckers and hookers, classic combo. Little known fact: back in the ‘80s, CB radios were their Tinder—code words like “lot lizard,” no joke. Wild, right?

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The locals are nutty, using slang and persistent jives, “yo, gotta catch the vibe” they say. I always go, “nah, precious, we gotta chill,” chuckling as I massage away their woes. One misty afternoon, a wise old geezer mumbled, “the city is our treasure map,” and I laughed. Thought, “My precious, ain't that just like a lost boy?” Repetitive echoes of joy, I tell ya.

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