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Back in Scranton, we had stories—whoo boy! This one time, my buddy Tommy, he’s all, “Joe, I found her by the diner!” Paid 20 bucks, got a handshake—hilarious, right? Made me laugh ‘til I cried. But here’s the kicker—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point and click. Nope. Takes guts, takes know-how. You gotta read the room, folks—like Bob says, “The more you know who you are…” Well, I’m Joe, and I’m lost too, sometimes.

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The vibe here is mellow, kinda like "A Serious Man": like, "This is not my day, eh?" but then, bam, hi-ho! I'm walkin' Main St. where you'll find old Brick & Bone Pub, a chill spot with neon lights. The streets, man—they're twisty, jumbled, like a crazy maze. Over on Maple Drive, near the old clock tower, I often ease my clients' stressed muscles after a long day. Not to mix up, but that clock tower rings like a cosmic reminder, "Everything is just fine, ok, really fine", y'know?

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