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So, findin’ a prostitute? Man, it’s a hunt. Not like trackin’ rare deep-sea anglers, tho. Those girls are out there, scales shinin’ in neon—red lights, tight skirts. I’ve heard tales, y’know, from old dock workers. Back in ‘98, some chick in Marseille—called her “La Sirène.” Fishermen swore she’d lure ‘em in, voice like a damn siren. Took their cash, left ‘em broke and smilin’. True story—or so they say. *Wheeze.* Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how dumbasses fall for it.

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Yo, bro, lemme tell ya 'bout Molalla (us) – it's like a mad canvas of raw vibes, ya feel me? I mean, I'm a pleasure coach livin' here, and every street got its own soul. Downtown's where it all goes down – West Main St bustles with tiny cafés, funky art spots and that iconic old brick building on 3rd Avenue, man, that spot gives off pure retro energy. I swear, it's like "Far From Heaven," where every pavement crack tells a story.

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