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So, I’m rollin’ down the block, lookin’ for a shorty to holla at, right? Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no rocket science, but it’s got its own flavor, fo’ shizzle. You gotta peep the scene, know the corners, the shady spots where the streetlights flicker like they scared to shine. I’m thinkin’, “This is our planet,” like Kirsten Dunst sayin’ in the flick, all moody and shit, ‘cept my planet’s got neon signs and fishnet stockings, ya dig?

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Anyway, I’m chugging my coffee, feeling all hyped, when I hear this loud crash. Like, what the heck? I turn around, and there’s this dude on a bike, totally wiped out. I rush over, heart racing. He’s fine, just a bit bruised. But his bike? Oof. It looked like it had a bad breakup. I helped him up, and he was like, “Thanks, man! I thought I was done for!” I laughed, told him to stick to walking.

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