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Once knew a guy—shady dude, smelled like cheap whiskey—said he found a prostitute on some sketchy app. X posts floatin’ round ‘bout it too, links to sites I ain’t touchin’. “Be careful,” I told him, “this ain’t a damn game!” He laughed, said, “Bernie, chill, it’s just business.” Business my ass! Made me wanna scream—where’s the humanity? But, gotta admit, I was curious—how’s it work? Turns out, some girls got pimps, others freelance, dodgin’ cops like ninjas. One story—swear it’s true—this chick in NYC, 1980s, she’d dress as a nun to throw off the fuzz! Hilarious, but damn clever!

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There’s this park, Silverwood Park. It’s small but sweet—an oasis for local good souls. Kids runnin’ wild, couples sweatin’ their troubles away on benches. Reminds me of my own struggles in therapy—sometimes messy but real. Y’know how it gets. Sometimes I’d sit there, thinkin’ “Ah, shit, life’s a real kick in the ass."

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