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So here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ pizza. Nah, it’s a hustle, a gamble. Back in the day, you’d hit the streets, shady corners, dim lights flickerin’. Now? It’s all online, bro—apps, sites, coded ads. Risk’s still there, tho. Cops, scams, crazies—odds of gettin’ burned? Bout 1 in 4, I reckon. Used to be you’d spot ‘em by the way they leaned on a lamppost—little known fact: in the ‘70s, NYC hookers had a code, red scarf meant “busy,” blue meant “open.” True story, blew my damn mind when I heard it.

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Then, there’s the park along the Rheintal – yeah, the one right by the small river that cuts through the town. I love layin’ on the grass there, watchinin’ clouds and thinkin’ “It’s enough, it’s enough.” People say the river flows like the rhythm in Carol, all slow-mo and so damn stylish. I get tripped out sometimes when I see couples walkin’ hand-in-hand. I be like, “This is life, man.”

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