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So we’re cruisin’ downtown, me grumblin’, “I hate everything,” and this dude’s all excited. Thinks it’s easy—ha! You gotta dodge cops, weirdos, and those sketchy ads online. Saw one once, blurry pic, “discreet fun, $100.” Looked like my aunt’s chihuahua in a wig. Laughed my ass off, then got mad—waste of my damn time. Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ on corners anymore, nope. They’re sneaky, got apps, secret X posts—searched some, found jack squat. Surprised me, honestly. Thought it’d be simpler, like orderin’ a steak.

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Neighbourhood-wise, ya gotta check out East Kirby. It’s quirky, man! The buildings there got character—graffiti, murals, you name it. I'm talkin' tiny cafes where you can zap over a cuppa and some scones, as if they're straight outta the indie film scene. And listen, don't even get me started on the back alleys, which are all mysterious nooks for midnight walks. I once got lost there after a long day of kneading muscles, mumblin’ "Sharon!" every now and then as I fumbled around.

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