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So, I’m hoppin along, mindin my biz, thinkin – how’s this even work? Ya don’t just yell, “Hey, hooker!” Nah, that’s dumb. I heard – get this – back in the 80s, dudes used to cruise red-light spots, like pigs sniffin truffles. Little known fact: some cities had “prostitute maps” – legit guides! Sold under counters, hush-hush. Wild, huh? Makes me mad tho – folks judgin em, like they’re trash. “Society tosses em out,” like Varda said bout potatoes. Misshapen, but still good, ya know?

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The neighborhoods, oh boy, they’re just crazy cool. Westside has tiny cafes and funky murals – kinda like my massage parlor on Oak Dr. – you know the spot where you get a rubdown that’ll melt your stress away, even if you’re a hot mess, right? And then there’s South Penn, with its quaint little markets and bops at night. Gosh, them pubs on Maple Ln are lit – you should try one out while I'm massagin' some old timer.

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