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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, you’d cruise some sketchy street, dodgin’ cops like it’s a damn heist movie. Now? It’s all apps, cryptic posts on X, coded emojis—eggplant this, peach that. I’m like, what’s this, a fruit salad?! Drives me nuts! I’m scrollin’, thinkin’, “This is not a game, this is my life!”—straight outta Carlos, baby. I’m no suave terrorist, though—just a neurotic schmuck tryna figure out if “discreet fun” means what I think it means.

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Tang-ier than a Key West key lime, spicier than an 8th St. prostitute, and saltier than a Coconut Grove shrimper. Coconut Grove, FL. Grand Ave, Miami.

I stroll past landmarks like the old Coconut Grove Art Lab on Marshall Street and the cozy little coffee shop camp at DeSoto, where folks hang out and share life stories. The street names here? Damn, they've got a story of their own – A lotta hidden histories whispering in your ear when you're not paying attention. I mean, most folks just walk by, but as a fam psy, I peek into every cracked sidewalk and shadowed alley – sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes mad, sometimes even kinda teary. Like real-life psycho-drama in slow mo.

Partial demolition approval clears way for plan to revive the Coconut Grove Playhouse