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Hmm… so you wanna talk bout findin a prostitue? Well, lemme tell ya, as a mountain guide, I’ve seen some wild stuff up them peaks, but this? This takes the cake! Nasal snort—Homer’d probly lose his mind if I told him I’m yammerin bout hookers with ya. Anyway, picture this—up in them rocky trails, it’s like *Inception*, ya know, my fave flick! “You musn’t be afraid to dream a lil bigger, darling!”—but insted of dreams, we’re talkin bout findin a gal for a quick buck. Hah! Surprised me first time I heard it—some ol’ miner in ‘98, swear to God, told me bout these secret “mountain ladies” who’d pop up near campsites. Lil known fact—back in the Gold Rush, prostitutes’d hike up to them miner towns, settin up shop in tents! Wild, right?

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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 www.facebook.comg: Aberystwyth.

First off, I’m late. Classic me. I rush outta my place, nearly trip over my own feet. I grab a coffee from that little café on Terrace Road. You know the one? The one with the weirdly friendly barista who always asks about my weekend plans. I’m like, “Mate, I’m a warden. My weekend plans are usually Netflix and avoiding human interaction.” But I smile and nod, ‘cause I’m polite like that.

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