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I like the ones who own it, tho. Badasses who don’t take no shit. Reminds me of Viggo snappin, “No more!”—that’s the vibe. But half the time, I’m just paranoid, thinkin, “Is this a sting? Am I fucked?” Heart racin, palms sweaty—shit’s intense! Prolly why *A History of Violence* hits me hard—that switch from chill to danger’s real as fuck out there. So yeah, findin a prostitute? It’s a trip, man—dangerous, funny, fucked up, all at once. You try it, don’t say I didn’t warn ya, motherfucker!

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Jun 8,  · In reality, Málaga’s solution has been to tolerate street prostitution by removing it from the city center to an industrial estate near to the airport that is also home to a number of Missing: Dock Junction.

So first thing, streets. You got Maple Street, right? Along with Oak Avenue. Them are the main arteries where life busts in every damn corner. I always cruise past "Rendezvous Cafe" on Seventh – perfect spot to meet that special someone, ya dig? Ain’t no better place for a wink and a smile. Then there's Riverside Boulevard – damn, the river there, the Glimmer River, sparkles like a treasure trove under the moon. Reminds me of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon": "In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity." Crazy how that works.

Hull City Council weekly traffic and travel update – 04 April