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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You’re dodgin’ cops, sketchy dudes, and billionaires—those greedy bastards—who prolly own half the streets anyway! Billionaires should not exist! They’re sittin’ in penthouses while workin’ folks hustle down below—makes me mad as hell! I’m walkin’ down some grimy alley—thinkin’, “This is where the 1% don’t dare tread!”—and there’s this gal, tough as nails, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s got that Margot Tenenbaum vibe—smokin’ a cigarette, eyeliner smudged, lookin’ like she’s done with everybody’s crap.

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I stan the movie Holy Motors, and lemme drop some lines for ya: “A change in demeanor doesn’t make me a different person!” Man, that hits home in this town. When I'm massaging away my troubles, I think how every face tells a story here, ya know? And hey, Altadena’s got the Arroyo Seco too. That river is like nature’s heartbeat, whispering secrets all day long. But these days, it’s mad neglected—really grinds my gears sometimes!

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