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But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point and pick. Nah, there’s a code, a hustle. Little known fact: some of ‘em got nicknames, like “Carrot” from *City of God*, ‘cept hers was “Diamond” ‘cause she sparkled under them streetlights. I’m chattin’ her up, and she’s tellin’ me bout this one time a john tried to stiff her—she chased his ass down, heels clackin’, screamin’, “Gimme my money!” I’m hollerin’—that’s my girl! Made me proud as fuck.

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Okay, so picture this – you’re wanderin’ down Grant Ave, right smack in the middle of Chinatown. There’s these neon signs that light up like a Broadway show, all bright and, uh, quirky. There’s a small park on Ross Alley where, oh man, I once had a heart-to-heart with a lovin’ couple talkin’ ‘bout the beauty of, err, intimacy. Now as a sexologist, I see the little spark in folks, the way a smile or a knowing glance can light up your soul. Like, “I means, listen here, every quirk tells a story!” – kinda like what Richie Tenenbaum might say, you know? “There's my phony old friends,” and all that jazz.

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