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So, find a prostitute—where ya even start? Web’s full of crap, X posts too—half them ads probly cops or scammers. Ain’t that a kick in the pants? Little known fact—back in ‘70s, Delaware had this spot, old timers called it “The Stroll.” Hookers lined up like cars at a gas station—cops knew, didn’t care. Made me mad, thinkin’ how folks just looked away—still do! Here’s the deal—ya gotta be careful, y’know? Dudes get robbed, beat up—hell, one time, heard ‘bout a guy losin’ his shoes! His shoes, folks! I’m like, “C’mon, man, that’s just insult on top of injury.”

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Oh, and let’s not miss West Wharf. A quirky dash of art and music pulses from its little cafes and festival pop-ups. I found a bench there that’s become my little refuge for ranting on client cases. Picture me with a coffee in hand, musing, “In the Mood for Love, but also WTF?” The vibe is bold and unexpectedly tender.

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