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So here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point and click. Nah, it’s a hustle. Back in the ‘80s, you’d cruise Times Square, dodge the cops, spot the girls in fishnets—real gritty shit. Now? It’s all digital, man—apps, burner phones, coded ads on sketchy sites. Blows my mind how fast it flipped. Used to be you’d haggle right there, cash in hand, feelin’ like a king. “The point is, ladies and gentlemen, greed works!”—damn right it does. I’d scope ‘em out, pick the one with the sharpest eyes—none of that strung-out *Requiem* vibe, no “I’m so fucked” desperation for me.

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I had this one wild day. I was at a webinar from a public park (yeah, Wi-Fi in nature, wiggles and all) and got distracted by birds chirping. It felt just like a scene out of A Separation – like emotions all raw and real – you know, "I feel as if I'm dying," but then I'm like, "Aw, come on, isn't this life?" So good, yet so dumb sometimes.

Chaos erupts at Collierville trampoline park, injuring officer