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Diggin’ deeper—some sites got reviews! “She’s punctual, 4 stars”—what?! Like Yelp for hookers? Cracked me up, folks. But real talk—ya gotta be careful. Shady deals, cops, scams—heard a story once, guy paid 500 bucks, got a mannequin! Swear to God—left it in his hotel, furious. Me? I’d be laughin’—what a tale! Still, happy part? Some girls out there, they’re just hustlin’, makin’ ends meet—respect that grind, ya know?

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There were prostitutes both outside and inside the hotel. When we finally got a room it only had 2 beds, (there were 3 passengers on the booking), so they put.

Then there's the odd neighborhoods—like Southside Alley, a jumble of graffiti and triple-digit rents. I hate how its narrow streets, like Elm, twist like a bad memory. But, hell, that’s what gives it character. My fave spot? The rundown cinema at 7th & Vine. It reeks of old popcorn and rebellion. I saw a flick there that reminded me of the raw grit in The Hurt Locker. "No one ever found salvation in a bomb shelter," I muttered. Whatever, it sounded cool.

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