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So, findin’ a prozzie – it’s wild, lemme tell ya! You don’t just stumble on ‘em like some rando Starbucks. Nah, it’s hush-hush, coded shit. Back in the day, dudes would check phone booths – yeah, those relics! – for scribbled numbers. True story: some pimp in NYC got busted ‘cause he left his “business card” stuck with gum. Gross, but genius! Now it’s all online, dark web crap, or sketchy ads sayin’ “massage specials.” Wink-wink, ya feel me?

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I have noticed that is appears that someone is going through and just downvoting a lot of posts with good information without any feedback.

But then, outta nowhere, this lady bumps into me. She’s all flustered, and I’m like, “Chill, it’s just a bump.” But she starts yellin’ in Japanese, and I’m just standin’ there like a deer in headlights. I have no idea what she’s sayin’. I’m tryin’ to apologize, but it’s a mess.

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