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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, it was street corners, fishnets, and heels clickin’ like a metronome. Now? It’s all digital, baby—apps, sites, sketchy ads poppin’ up like whack-a-mole. I’m scrollin’ X one night, seein’ posts— “Discrete fun, hit me up!”—and I’m like, discrete with an E? Honey, you ain’t foolin’ no one. Makes me mad, tho—half these girls look barely legal, and the other half? Bots. Freakin’ bots! Catfish city, population: me, pissed off.

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But here’s where it gets wild. We’re chilling in the pool, and outta nowhere, this kid starts splashing us. I’m like, “Dude, chill!” But he just laughs and keeps going. I’m half annoyed, half amused. Kids, man. They’re like little tornadoes of chaos.

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