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So, picture this—I’m out, walkin’, neurotic as hell. Streets are buzzin’, lights flashin’, and I’m like, “Is that her? Nope, just a lamppost.” Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ takeout—well, maybe it is now, who knows? I’m too old for this crap! Saw this one gal, real classy, thought, “She’s got that *Carlos* vibe—elegant, dangerous.” Then she yells at some dude, somethin’ about fifty bucks, and I’m out—poof! Not dealin’ with that drama.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Heh, and I gotta mention Freebird Park. It’s not huge, barely two blocks, but holy heck – those last-minute confessions under starry skies? Unforgettable. I swear some daters literally fell in love on those grassy patches. You ever see a sunset by the Winding River that cuts across the city like a silver slash? Damn, it makes a coder weep and laugh at the absurdity of life.

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