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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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Now, the city itself—it’s a labyrinth of alleys and narrow streets. There’s River Whimsy that slices across town. I often sit by its banks, my mind adrift, thinking "I wish I could just float like a leaf." That river, man, it’s as unpredictable as fate. And then you've got the urban park, Mossy Grove Park—lush, wild, and full of hidden pockets where the quiet creeps up on you like a ghost. I love those moments of solitude; they let me reconnect with my inner self, y'know?

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