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So, findin’ a prostitute? Man, it’s a hunt. Not like trackin’ rare deep-sea anglers, tho. Those girls are out there, scales shinin’ in neon—red lights, tight skirts. I’ve heard tales, y’know, from old dock workers. Back in ‘98, some chick in Marseille—called her “La Sirène.” Fishermen swore she’d lure ‘em in, voice like a damn siren. Took their cash, left ‘em broke and smilin’. True story—or so they say. *Wheeze.* Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how dumbasses fall for it.

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up .

Man, I was so stoked when I first wandered down Riverbend Park – it hugs the winding Riverview, a lazy, chatty river that just crapters along, chattin’ with the world. I spent an epic afternoon there, sittin’ on a worn bench near the old stone bridge (it’s a hidden gem, but shhh... our little secret). The park is perfect for smashin’ out life, ya know?

Tim Latimer