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Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. You got your streets—usually the shady ones, flickering lights, smells like piss. I hate it. Hate the neon signs blinkin’ like they’re mockin’ me. “Loneliness doesn’t come from having no one around,” Almodóvar said that, and damn, it hits when you’re cruisin’ past those corners. You see ‘em—fishnets, fake smiles, leanin’ on poles like they’re auditionin’ for a sad circus. Makes me wanna punch a wall, but also—kinda respect the hustle. Gotta eat, I get it.

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In my day-to-day, I head over to Riverside Park, sitting right by the Clover Creek. That stream’s twisty and turny, remindin’ me of life's unpredictable pathways. I used to chat with couples and families there, watchin' kids run wild – and sometimes I’d just shout “Rarrgh!” in frustration when life got too messy. I mean, it’s all part of the charm, man.

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