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Lemme paint ya a picture. I reckon findin’ a prostitute’s like huntin’ for a rare vinyl in a thrift store—ya gotta know where to look, and it ain’t always pretty. Back in Nashville, I heard tell of gals workin’ the corners near Printers Alley—little known fact, y’all, that spot’s been a hotbed since the 1800s! Them old-time saloon girls turned into modern-day hustlers. Ain’t that a hoot? History’s got a way of repeatin’ itself, like my aunt’s fruitcake recipe—nobody wants it, but it keeps showin’ up.

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So, I decided to head to the market on Rue de la Liberté. It was packed! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that jazz. I love markets. But then, I saw this lady arguing with a vendor over the price of tomatoes. Like, chill out! They’re just tomatoes! But she was all like, “I can get them cheaper down the street!” I was thinking, “Lady, it’s not worth the stress!”

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