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So, check this—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk. You don’t just stroll up like, “Yo, where’s the pussy at?” Nah, motherfucker, it’s a grind! Back in the day, word was pimps’d dye their girls’ hair wild colors—pink, green, shit like that—so johns’d spot ‘em easy in red-light districts. Little known fact, motherfucker! Nowadays, it’s all sneaky—apps, codes, “massage” ads. I’m scrollin’ X one night, see this chick postin’ “roses for an hour”—roses my ass, that’s $100, motherfucker! Made me laugh, tho—smart as hell, dodgin’ the law like that.

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Hmm... so lemme tell ya 'bout Thorpe, right? This place is just, ugh, full of quirks and hidden gems, ya know? I run a massage parlor – yep, got my own spot on Church Street (that little main drag) – and I’ve been here n' livin' for oodles of years now. Thorpe ain't yer normal sleepy town. It's kinda buzzin’ with life, like that scene in "The Lives of Others" – "We all live, each to our own rhythm." Hmm...

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