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So, findin’ a prostitute? Man, it’s a hunt. Not like trackin’ rare deep-sea anglers, tho. Those girls are out there, scales shinin’ in neon—red lights, tight skirts. I’ve heard tales, y’know, from old dock workers. Back in ‘98, some chick in Marseille—called her “La Sirène.” Fishermen swore she’d lure ‘em in, voice like a damn siren. Took their cash, left ‘em broke and smilin’. True story—or so they say. *Wheeze.* Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how dumbasses fall for it.

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The downtown area, right near Riverview Bridge (it’s like the spine of the city!) is buzzin’ all the time. There’s a rickety old building turned café – The Stumbling Bean. I used to serve customers here when no one was hangin’ out at my own pad. Crazy times, dude. The smell of coffee and traffic mixed with secret whispers of love... so much feels in there.

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