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So, you wanna find a hooker? First off, don’t be a dumbass. Ain’t no yellow pages for this crap anymore—world’s gone soft. Back in the day, you’d stroll down some sketchy street, see a gal leanin’ on a pole, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. Now? It’s all online, shady apps, coded words— “massage specials,” my ass. I hate technology. Makes me wanna punch a computer. Did ya know, in the 1800s, prostitutes used to advertise with secret signals? Like a red ribbon on a door. Cool as hell, but I’d still burn the door down.

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So, I zoom over there, dodging scooters and tourists. Signa’s got this charm, but man, the traffic can be a pain. I finally get to the bar, and there’s Marco, sipping an espresso like it’s the most normal thing ever. I’m like, “You’re a lifesaver, man!” He just laughs and says, “Only if you buy me lunch.” Deal!

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