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Alright, so I’m Dr. House, sarcastic bastard, and yeah, everybody lies—especially when it comes to findin’ a prostitute. You think people are honest about that? Ha! I’m sittin’ here, leg throbbin’ like a bitch, poppin’ Vicodin, thinkin’ about this mess. Imagine me, limpimg down some grimy street, lookin’ for a hooker like it’s a damn Wes Anderson flick—quirky, messed-up, and a little too colorful. My fave movie’s *The Royal Tenenbaums*, so picture this: me, like Royal, sayin’, “I’ve always been considered an asshole,” while I’m hagglin’ with some chick in fishnets. Classic.

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

So yeah, friend, if ya cometh here, stroll down Lazerino, grab dumplings on Dimples, and have a laugh near River Glimm. Listen to the whispers at the park, let your worries melt like soft clay. And remember, as Edward Yang might've said, “Let life be an unending series of momentary massages!” I mean, get up and feel it, in every bit and bwww, every bit of this odd town.

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