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Alright, mate, buckle up—talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, Elon-style. Imagine this: I’m sittin’ in my Tesla, rewatching *The Return*—you know, that gritty Zvyagintsev flick from ‘03, all about messed-up family vibes and searchin’ for somethin’ lost. “The sea’s so close,” Ivan says, right? Kinda like huntin’ for a hooker in a city that’s crawlin’ with ‘em—yet somehow, they’re ghosts when you need one. Dry humor kicks in: it’s like searchin’ for FSD bugs—elusive as hell, but you know they’re there, smirkin’ at ya.

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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 Missing: Lincroft.

I got a soft spot for the old brick bridge on Riverbend too – it’s like, where time slows down and you can almost hear echoes of old jazz tunes, kinda romantic and mysterious, sorta like my life sometimes. And oh! The murals on Eastside Alley – yeah, those artsy splashes with mad colors and emotions – totally make you feel like you're walkin’ through a living gallery.

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