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Here’s a fun fact—didja know prostitutes in Vegas sometimes use codewords? Like “roses” for cash—50 roses, 100 roses—sneaky, huh? Blows my mind! I’m all, “That’s genius!”—makes me happy, ‘cause I love clever stuff. But then she’s like, “You got money or what?” and I’m fumbling—where’s my wallet?! I’m pissed—why am I so clumsy?! “I’m not a cop!” I blurt—dumbest thing ever. She laughs, “Yeah, no kidding, loser.”

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Surely your own city has some hookers you could find? Well I love traveling, these trips aren't just for sex. I don't monger in my own city due to fear of cops.

Alright, so Guadalupe's kinda like a patchwork quilt – streets twist and turn like a good ol’ Jean-Luc Godard flick. “Goodbye to Language,” remember that? Sometimes it feels like the words melt right away. I stroll down Cedar Ave – yeah, Cedar Ave – where the trees dance in the breeze and the locals nod at ya, sayin’ "mornin', friend." It sorta reminds me of that movie’s odd vibe, ya know? Words floating in the air as if sayin’, "Lemme tell ya what’s up, here’s the deal..."

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