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Lemme tell ya somethin’ wild – back in ’89, heard this story, some fishmonger in Marseille used prostitutes to smuggle rare sturgeon eggs. Caviar in corsets, man! True or not, blew my mind – PF could be pullin’ that shit, y’know? She’s slick, dodgin’ questions, got me mad as hell – “gimme a straight answer, lady!” But nah, she’s all smoke, mirrors, like Haneke’s damn camera tricks. “What do you want?” she teases – bitch, I want it all, that’s greed talkin’!

There Is Now an App for Prostitution

A Berlin-based company just launched Peppr, an app that mimics the dating website model to connect prostitutes with prospective clients.

Sometimes I get mad at the small-town gossip but hey, that’s life in Aars. It’s got drama, passion, and sincere love. My fave spot? Honestly, a tiny hideout behind Biblioteket on Rådhusgade. It's quirky, quiet, and oozes mystery – like that scene from The Secret in Their Eyes when everything clicks into place. I feel like, “I dreamt that I was doing so well, so very well!” Real talk, it's like therapy for the soul.

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