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What gets me proper mad? The sleazy pimps. Exploitin’ girls, actin’ like gods—cunts, all of ‘em! Saw one once, struttin’ like he owned Soho. Wanted to shove his head in a fryer. But the girls? Some are tough as nails—surprised me. One told me she saved up, bought a flat—fuckin’ legend! Still, it’s grim. Like that scene in *A.I.*, “The ones who made us are always lookin’ for the ones who made them.” Deep shit, right? They’re stuck, searchin’, same as David.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Keystone.

Now, lemme talk neighborhoods. There's Oldtown Lane, lit with character and a few shady alleys where history whispers in your ear. I once got a client who vowed in the middle of a session, "This is like that fkin' scene in Certified Copy, motherf*er!" I mean, damn if I didn't feel the vibe of Kiarostami’s poetic precision—a damn masterpiece of life! Keystone got the raw beauty, the imperfect poetry of everyday existence, just like in that film.

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