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Ruh-roh! Zoinks, man, findin’ a prostitute? Like, far out, dude, I’m no manager, just Scooby-Doo sniffin’ round! Lemme tell ya bout this wild gig, tho. Picture this—me, scopin’ the streets, lookin’ for some action, like in *The New World*, y’know? “The land is alive,” Pocahontas says, but these streets? They’re buzzin’ with somethin’ else, heh! I’m trottin’ along, tail waggin’, thinkin’—man, these dames got secrets deeper than Captain Smith’s freaky boat trip!

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I get a kick out of little imperfections here. So many spots have this gritty authenticity—like my spa’s corridor with that quirky painting that looks unfinished. It reminds me of “Under the Skin,” ya know? The way things appear under layers… you expect perfection but get raw, honest vibes instead. And sometimes, I just zone out thinking “You're coming with me?” like in that movie, as if the world might just pull ya along in its crazy ride.

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