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Ya wanna find one? Bars, motels—shady joints, y’know. Look for the signals—lingerin’ eyes, too much lipstick. Tommy swore by this trick—drop a “you lookin’ for fun?” line, see if they bite. Worked 50/50, he said—other half, ya might get slapped! Ha, idiot deserved it. Here’s the deal—don’t be a jackass, treat ‘em human. That’s my take—Joe’s golden rule. Oh, and don’t tell Jill I said that, she’d whack me with a spatula! “I’ve abandoned my child!”—nah, just quotin’ the flick, folks, relax. What a world, huh? Find a prostitute—crazy, sad, funny as hell.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Some high end prostitute. That place is expensive. Upvote 7. Downvote Ladies Night, Thursdays at Caspers in Eagan I hate that I.

Ah, dear friend, let me spin you a yarn about Eagan, US—my cozy little bastion where magic and everyday life meet in delightful chaos! Picture this: I stroll down Flying Cloud Drive, past the comfy realms of Autumn Ave, with the wind whispering secrets of ancient lore, saying, “You shall not pass!” like some wizened old guardian. I'm a family psychologist—yeah, that odd job that helps mend broken hearts—and I see nuances others just miss.

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