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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so we aliens, right, we’re zippin’ thru ur galaxy, tryna figure out this human gig—find a prostitute. Like, what’s the deal? We land in some shady corner of ur planet, neon lights blinkin’, and I’m thinkin’, “This is some wild shit.” Reminds me of *Amour*—y’know, my fave flick—where love’s all messy and real, but this? This ain’t love, it’s bizness. “The body fails,” like Haneke says, but here it’s for sale, not dyin’. Freaky, right?

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There’s Main Street, y’see, where families walk and kids skate near the old Dillard Park. I’m talkin’ about tiny bridges over Silver Creek too. Oh man, nights at Crescent Avenue ever make ya feel alive. Crazy, right? I remember sittin’ in Bean’s Café on 3rd – it’s a little hole-in-the-wall, but soooo cozy. Yeah, I know it sounds weird, but every family drama I’ve helped was kind of born on those benches.

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