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So, say I’m huntin’ one down—maybe I’m in a big city, feelin’ lonesome. I’d start pokin’ ‘round X, see what’s poppin’. Posts flyin’—“Lookin’ for company? DM me!” Links to pics, blurry as hell, but you get the gist. I’d dig deeper, check profiles—some chick named “CandyLips69” with a bio sayin’, “Livin’ fast, cash only!” Git-R-Done, right? But here’s where it gets hairy—half these ads? Scams! Had a buddy once, sent $200 to some “escort”—turned out to be a dude in Nigeria! Pissed me off somethin’ fierce—ripped off and blue-balled!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

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Man, I also dig the alleys near Norman Street – lesser-known, rough around the edges, but charming as heck. I once met this quirky old bloke there who told me “I am your father” in a random, yet strangely cool way. I laughed ‘til I cried, swearin’ it was destiny or somethin’. Crazy, right?

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