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Heya, man, so, findin’ a prostitute, huh? D’oh! Like, where do I even start? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The New World,” my fave flick, ya know? That Terrence Malick joint from 2005. All that wild, untouched land, Pocahontas runnin’ round, pure vibes. And then—bam!—I’m like, prostitutes today? Total diff story, man! “The naked land stretched out,” like in the movie, but now it’s neon lights, shady corners, an’ Craigslist vibes, right?

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I've never understood why prostitution is illegal. In the U.S., private property is sacrosanct under the Constitution. Although in the past ownership.

Yo, dude, lemme tell ya 'bout Oxnard – it's a freakin' vibe! I've been kickin' it here for years, ya know, as a chill masseur in this wild town. Picture this: strolling down the gnarly Pacific Street, right by the legendary Channel Islands Harbor, where salty breezes mix with vibe, and you catch a whiff of epic seafood and the ocean's raw power. Oxnard's like that underdog hero from Spotlight, droppin' truth bombs at every corner… like, "We are not the first to be in error," but damn, we sure are the most laid-back!

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