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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, ya had to know a guy—like, some greasy fella in a bar whisperin’, “Psst, go to 5th and Main.” Now? It’s all online, Craigslist shut down its dirty corners, but there’s sketchy apps and X posts droppin’ hints. Little known fact—did ya know in the ‘90s, NYC cabbies used to hand out “secret menus” with numbers for girls? Wild, right? Made me angry—those fat-cat taxi moguls profited off desperation! Billionaires should not exist!

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And since they're not walking the streets of Anchorage, they don't consider themselves prostitutes. They see themselves as "sex workers." But.

Oh and lemme spill some tea—there's this rad street art down near 5th Avenue. Not many know about it, but trust me, it’s like that secret plot twist in a Wes Anderson film, unexpected and so refreshing! I remember one day, work was drivin’ me crazy – I was mad as heck with my code breakin’, but then I stepped outside and saw a mural that said, “A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest,” which just made me chuckle and forget my troubles.

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