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Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, and I’m here spillin’ the tea like Judge Judy on a caffeine bender. Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!” – that’s what I’d say to those shady types lurkin’ on street corners, promisin’ the goods. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Son of Saul*, my fave flick, ya know? That gut-punch of a movie – “Auschwitz, no hope, just survival” – and it’s got me all twisted up comparin’ it to this grimy hunt.

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prostitution or change jobs and thereby to secure their liveli- hood. When prostitutes make the decision to leave prostitution they often find themselves.

Then, I decide to check out the local art scene. I wander over to the Arys Art Gallery. It’s small but packed with talent. I see this painting that just hits me. It’s a wild mix of colors, and it’s like the artist captured the chaos of Arys perfectly. I’m standing there, lost in thought, when the gallery owner comes up.

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