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So, finding a hooker—where do ya start? Back in the day, like pre-internet times, dudes just cruised sketchy corners, neon lights flickerin’, girls in fishnets hollerin’. Now? It’s all online, baby—apps, sketchy forums, code words like “roses” for bucks. blows my mind how sneaky it’s gotten! I’m over here like, “What’s wrong with you people?”—straight outta *Moonrise Kingdom*—‘cept it ain’t campfires and first kisses, it’s gritty and raw. Did ya know some old-school madams ran secret brothels outta speakeasies? Prohibition wasn’t just booze, hun—sex was the side hustle!

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Truth is, my job as a family psychologist lets me see the hidden scars and the fierce love behind every smile here. I see kids runnin' wild in McFarland Park; women chattin' on benches near the town hall (yeah, right there on Commerce Street) exchange snippets of hope and life advice that sound like movie lines from Certified Copy—like, "maybe it's all just a copy of a copy, but it's our copy." It breaks my heart sometimes, but it makes me proud too.

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