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Alright, folks, it’s Larry King here—slow, curious, diggin’ deep. So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? What’s that all about? I mean, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—Toni Erdmann, my favorite flick, that awkward dad, right? “Put on the wig, Ines!”—he’d say. Imagine that guy stumblin’ into this! Hah! Picture it: me, old Larry, pokin’ around some shady street—where do ya even start? Web’s got these sites now, “find a prostitute”—like orderin’ pizza! Crazy, right? Back in my day, ya had to know a guy—shady bars, whispered secrets. Now? Click, boom—there’s Candy, 5’2”, “loves jazz.” Surprised me, honestly—thought it’d be grungier.

Heyyy, so lemme tell ya about Chyst- (by)... OMG, it's crazy, like a wild ride. I’ve been livin’ here, and honestly, it's like, "One million dollars!" Pinky-to-mouth style all the way, ya know? So, trust me, here's the lowdown.