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So check this—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, ya dumbasses. I’m scrollin’ X, tryna peep profiles, see who’s out there slingin’ ass. Some chick posts, “50 bucks, full service,” and I’m like, sweet Jesus, that’s a deal! But then—bam!—her pic’s blurry, prolly a catfish, and I’m pissed! “Respect my authoritah!” I yell at the screen, ‘cause I ain’t wastin’ my cash on some fake-ass hoe. Fun fact, tho—back in the 1800s, prostitutes in Paris had these secret codes, like wearin’ red ribbons meant they was “open for biz.” Ain’t that some wild shit?

Prostitution sting nets 9 arrests near Palm Springs

When a john emailed me plane tickets to Palm Springs this winter, I felt like I'd climbed another rung on the golden ladder of prostitution.

So, in a nutshell, Palm-Springs is a kaleidoscope of retro dreams, sexy secrets, and mystery that just keeps you guessing – just like Caché. It's cool, it's messy, it's raw, and it's full of stories waiting to be told. Seriously, come visit, and maybe you'll feel it too, like when you say, "I have to tell you something" but then the wind carries it off. Peace out, my friend!

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