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Once, I saw this chick—fishnets, smokin’ a cig—thought, “She’s the one!” But nah, she was just chillin’, not sellin’. Laughed my ass off—mistook a rando for a pro! Happens, tho—streets are a damn puzzle. You gotta know the codes, the spots. Like, in Amsterdam, red lights mean go—legal as fuck, wild to see. Here? Shady alleys, whispers, cash upfront. Gets me mad, tho—why’s it gotta be so hush-hush? Society’s fake as hell, judgin’ but watchin’ porn on the low.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Traffic, insurance and taxes have doubled the last twenty years. Seriously thinking about relocating out of state once I retire.

Alright, I gotta jet, gotta massage another soul into laughter. Catch ya later, bud—Brevard’s waiting, and it’s a bloody masterpiece of bizarre beauty! Oh, and lmk if you see any ghosts on Riverbend Road… haha, love you!

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