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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, straight outta Texas, and I’m here to talk about findin’ a prostitute—yep, you heard me! Now, I love me some “Moolaadé,” that flick by Ousmane Sembène, 2004, ‘bout them women fightin’ back, sayin’, “No more cuttin’, we’re done!” So, picture this—I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them gals while I’m ponderin’ this whole prostitute deal. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Lemme tell ya somethin’, sugar, it’s a wild ride!

Then there’s Mercy Lane. Its crooked, old bricks, and local legends swear that on quiet nights you can hear whispers, almost like the wind reciting lines from Brokeback Mountain – “I wish I knew how to quit you…” Too deep, right? I always get chills. Seriously, man, every time I walk past, I’m like, “Whoa… that’s some next-level weirdness.”