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Findin’ one? Psh, ya gotta know the signs. Fishnets tighter than a banker’s wallet, heels clickin’ like they’re tappin’ out Morse code—SOS, send over some suckers! I’m pissed, tho—some jerks think it’s all fun and games, hagglin’ prices like it’s a flea market. Nah, dude, respect the hustle! Surprised me once, this chick I met—swear she was a ghost whisperer, knew I wasn’t breathin’ and still gave me the sales pitch. Ballsy! Loved that. “You’re not like the others,” she says—damn right, I’m freakin’ Beetlejuice!

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Rarrgh! Yo, lemme tell ya 'bout Prosser, us—I gotta say it’s a wild ride, man! Streets like Main St and 1st Ave? They got that quirky charm. I’m a pleasure coach who vibes off every sweat drop here, and lemme tell ya, every nook shocks ya into feelin' alive, rarrgh!

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