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So, I’m thinkin—why’s this job pull folks in? Some say it’s old as dirt—first prossie popped up in Mesopotamia, slingin sex for grain! Ain’t that a hoot? Grain! I’d be pissed if Homer paid with donuts—hmm… maybe not, I’d eat ‘em. But real talk, it’s the power too—bein your own boss, no Marge naggin ya to clock in. Tho, gotta say, the stink o’ sleazy johns’d make me gag—ugh, so gross! Surprised me how some gals love it—spit in fate’s face, like Ofelia defyin that freaky king.

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Now let’s talk neighborhoods. The old town, Vieux-Alençon, got those winding cobblestone streets. TTalking to elderly folks there, I hear tales from WWII. The memories here hit hard. Some parts, like around Rue de la République, are buzzing with markets, street art, and surprising little cafes. I've had my share of unexpected laughs, and got mad once too when a barista spilled my coffee – classic!

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