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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, you’d cruise some sketchy street, dodgin’ cops like it’s a damn heist movie. Now? It’s all apps, cryptic posts on X, coded emojis—eggplant this, peach that. I’m like, what’s this, a fruit salad?! Drives me nuts! I’m scrollin’, thinkin’, “This is not a game, this is my life!”—straight outta Carlos, baby. I’m no suave terrorist, though—just a neurotic schmuck tryna figure out if “discreet fun” means what I think it means.

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I cannot forget the Blue Ridge River. It snakes through the city, a murmurin’ reminder of life’s flow. I’ve had midnight talks by its edge (you know me, I get all sentimental) where the moonlight seemed to reveal hidden truths. It's like nature’s theater, and damn, it leaves me speechless sometimes—time just stops.

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