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Well, shoot, y’all! Git-R-Done! Here I am, strummin’ my guitar, thinkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute. Ain’t that a hoot? Now, I love me some “Tree of Life” – that flick’s deep, man. “The Earth’s a mighty big place,” like Malick says, and I reckon prostitutes are part o’ that wild mix. So, here’s the deal – I’m cruisin’ downtown, lookin’ for some action, ya know? Not proud, but dang, life’s messy!

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Because there's true love between Domino and Bill. Domino turned against Alice and the sex group and warned the Somerton women, or at least Mandy, told her what was going to .

Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout neighborhood vibes. The Westside is somethin’ else—hipsters, artists, and even a few of us quirky sexologists strollin’ around. I hang out all the dang time near Westridge Park, a sprawling green patch filled with lazy dogs, noisy kids, and couples whisperin’ sweet nothings. I once caught a couple havin’ a heart-to-heart under the old oak tree. Made me smile, ya know? Crazy but sweet.

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