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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m a glazier, fixin’ windows, not souls, so when it comes to findin’ a prostitute, I got opinions sharper than shattered glass. Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s raining—hookers ain’t hidin’ in my toolbox, but I’ve seen ‘em, oh yeah, lurkin’ in shadows like Stasi spies from *The Lives of Others*. That flick—chef’s kiss, man—Wiesler tappin’ phones, peepin’ lives, got me thinkin’ how these girls operate, quiet, sneaky, “a life in the service of others,” but for cash, not ideals.

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I walked by the cracked door to see Josh in a room surrounded by women of every kind in another bar-like set-up. Cushions upon cushions of girls. The lightbulb clicked, and to be honest, it was .

First off, there's the insane energy on Maplebend Street. Man, those neon lights sparkle at night and the sidewalks buzz with tech geeks and hip couples. I built a half of my dating app there, swear! The vibe? Crazy contagious. I got so many callbacks that I almost burned my coffee! Haha, that's what she said, right?

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