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Sooo, I heard—total tea—prostitutes used to hang by old Hollywood gas stations back in the day. Like, little known fact, right? Some even had secret codes with truckers—two honks meant “I’m down!” Wild, huh? I’m picturin me pullin up in my Lambo, all “Hey, girl, you got service or nah?” Lol, so extra! But, like, it’s 2025 now, and apps are poppin—way easier than cruisin streets like some rando.

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Prostitutes more than double their earnings by moonlighting as currency traders in Puerto Cabello. They are the foreign exchange counter for sailors.

Anyways, I’m often strollin’ near Maple Crescent. I see all the little details most folks miss. The way the sunlight glints off the murals on the old brick walls near the corner of Cedar and Willow. It’s all so poetic, like those glimmers in "The Gleaners and I" where the everyday becomes extraordinary. And lemme tell ya, folks, sometimes you just gotta pause – “C'est magnifique!" – and savor that beauty.

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