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So, you wanna find a prostitute? First off, check your damn wallet—ain’t no free rides in this game! Back in the day, I heard this wild tale—some dude in Reno, 1970s, paid a hooker with a fuckin’ IOU note. Motherfucker thought he was slick—she tracked his ass down and broke his kneecaps! True story, swear to God—people don’t talk about that shit, but it’s real! You gotta budget this right—$50, $100, depends where you at. Big cities? Shit’s pricey, man—supply and demand, motherfucker!

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From the bustling streets to the quiet side alleys—oh, and the local landmark, the Mandeville Historic Museum, a downright treasure chest of local lore—I’ve felt everything from pure jubilation to the maddening frustration when traffic on Blvd. de la Loire gets absurdly congested at 5 PM (it’s bonkers, honestly!). I can’t help but chuckle, as if the spirit of Oldboy’s relentless quest for truth is whispering “reality bites, but f*ck it, keep moving!”

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