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So, findin’ a prostitute—whew, it’s a trip! Back in my day, honey, it wasn’t no Craigslist or fancy apps. Naw, you’d stumble ‘round dark alleys or them shady juke joints, prayin’ you don’t end up with a gal madder’n a wet hen! I reckon it’s easier now—X posts and all that jazz. Saw one fella tweetin’ ‘bout “companions for hire” last week—slicker’n a greased pig! Made me giggle, thinkin’, “Well, I ain’t that desperate yet!” But shoot, I ain’t judgin’—to each his own, darlin’.

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I gotta, err, drop in persistent typos, like, y’know, I’m in a hurry: thsi place, oh, itz reallly, reallly magic, soo full ov lov, its criss cross alleys are lke labyrinths of meme and mischief. Ain't nae fairy bring love like this.

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