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Prostitutes, man, they got stories deeper than the Pacific, fo’ shizzle. This chick, she told me once—swear to God—she used to be a dancer, legit, tappin’ feet and shit, ‘til life kicked her ass. Now she’s out there, sellin’ that thang, makin’ ends meet. Made me sad as fuck, yo, ‘cause she had dreams, but the grind don’t care. Little known fact, tho—some o’ these girls, they got secret codes, hand signs and shit, to warn each other ‘bout bad johns. Smart as hell, right? Blew my damn mind.

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Yes. One of the misc things you gotta do is pickup a hooker. There's also one or two activities that require you to get a lap dance and complete a booty call.

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