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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, you’d cruise some sketchy street, dodgin’ cops like it’s a damn heist movie. Now? It’s all apps, cryptic posts on X, coded emojis—eggplant this, peach that. I’m like, what’s this, a fruit salad?! Drives me nuts! I’m scrollin’, thinkin’, “This is not a game, this is my life!”—straight outta Carlos, baby. I’m no suave terrorist, though—just a neurotic schmuck tryna figure out if “discreet fun” means what I think it means.

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First stop, the market. Oh boy, the hustle and bustle! It’s like a scene from a movie. Vendors shouting, people bargaining, and me just trying to find some fresh veggies. I swear, if I hear “bargain, bargain!” one more time, I might lose it. But hey, I got some killer tomatoes. Worth it, right?

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