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Hmmm, find a prostitute, you say? Twisted, this is, like sands of Timbuktu! Do or do not, no try exists—straight up, I’m thinkin’ as a sports shrink, y’know? Mind games, they play, these street hustlers. Watched “Timbuktu” once—damn, that flick! “Silenced, we are, by fear,” it whispers. Prostitutes, tho, loud they can be! Met one once—called her Jade, real slick. Moves like a champ, dodgin’ cops—ha! Trained her brain, I did, for resilience.

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ex. www.facebook.com are for Americans, Europeans and Middle East peeps. Roxas blvd for Americans and Japanese. Cubao and Quezon Ave for pinoys and politicians. Yes but very few. Mostly .

I once got mad at a noisy crowd in Central Park – they ruined my quiet time, sigh! I nearly lost my mind, my heart beating wild like runaway flames. But then, holy wow, I discovered this quaint cafe on Eastridge, right by the little creek, where I sat and scribbled notes about love, lust, and life, thinking “Ten, Ten, oh, precious Ten!” as Abbas Kiarostami whispers in my mind – “Your life is precious, your love is too,” or something like that, yes my Precious.

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