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Alright, so findin’ a prostitute—shit’s wild, right? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, *everybody lies*, ‘specially them. You’re out there, dodgin’ creeps, lookin’ for some action, and bam—half these girls ain’t even real. Fake ads, catfish pics—pisses me off! Like, c’mon, I ain’t got time for that. Reminds me of *Let the Right One In*—that creepy vibe, y’know? “I’m not a girl,” she says—ha! Same energy. You think you’re gettin’ a sweet deal, then surprise, it’s a dude or a cop. Sarcasm’s my shield, man, ‘cause this world’s a mess.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Finally, she hangs up and looks at me like I’m the one who’s lost it. I tell her the total, and she’s like, “What? That can’t be right!” I’m like, “Lady, I didn’t just make this up. Check your trolley!”

Rejuvenated Surrey town two miles from affluent Weybridge where houses are less than half the price