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So, picture this—I’m out there, right, thinkin’ bout how to find a prostitute, and it hits me like a ton o’ bricks: it’s a hustle, man! Not some billionaire’s game—those greedy jerks hoard cash while folks on the streets scrape by. Nah, this is raw, human, messy—like Sam and Suzy in *Moonrise Kingdom* sneakin’ off to that cove. “We’re in love,” they say, all starry-eyed, but real talk? Findin’ a prostitute ain’t love, it’s a transaction, quick and dirty. And I’m pissed, y’know? Pissed that society’s so jacked up, folks gotta sell themselves to eat!

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And yeah, I'd say any woman who charges money for sex is a prostitute. So plenty on tinder, and plenty like the ones I've described.

Next up, a lady walks in. She’s all about that “I just came from the spa” vibe. You know the type. She sits down, and I’m thinkin’, “This is gonna be easy.” But then she starts talking about her cat, Miauśka. I’m like, “Cool, cool, but I’m here to cut hair, not listen to cat stories.” But she’s relentless. “Miauśka loves the snow in Wisła!” I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Lady, I’m in a hurry!”

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