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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Dr. Evil style – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” Ya see, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout Zero Dark Thirty, that badass flick – “We’re all smart here, right?” – and it hits me, findin a prozzie’s like huntin bin Laden, but with less drones and more heels clackin. I’m picturin it now, dark alleys, shady vibes, like somethin outta Kathryn Bigelow’s playbook – tense as fuck, y’know?

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Three different locations, all within this year, I was approached by a very friendly couple who were too eager to hold a conversation.

Man, PPotomac-Mills is a mix of beauty and madness, like a frantic blip from a malfunctioning droid unit. I mean, my job’s taught me to appreciate every wrinkled smile, each whispered complaint, and every fleeting moment of calm—just like that movie A Separation, all messy, real and deeply human. Seriously, “Oh dear, oh dear!” as I mutter in my head when the day seems too hectic.

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