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Web says rural hookers are rare—duh. X posts I scrolled, some dude braggin’ bout “farm girls for hire.” Bullshit, prolly. But then—surprise, mothafucka—found one! Truck stop, 20 miles out. Shady joint, neon flickerin’, stinkin’ of diesel. She’s there, all sass, leanin’ on a rig. “50 creds,” she says, no smile. I’m like, “Shit, that’s it?” Felt like Belfort closin’ a deal—“Stratton Oakmont, baby!” Paid her, quick bang in the sleeper cab—done. Happy as hell, man, tractor driver scores!

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A very busy prostitute ring is run out of the back section of this hotel. Management knows and says they can't do anything about it. After all, they are paying.

First off, I’m cruisin’ down Calle Santa Rosa, right? The sun’s blazin’, and I’m thinkin’ about grabbin’ some breakfast at that little spot, El Pescador. You know, the one with the best mofongo? Yeah, that place. But guess what? It’s closed! Like, seriously? Who closes at 8 AM? I’m starvin’ here!

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