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Oi, mateys! Cap’n Jack Sparrow here—slurrin’ wit, savvy? So, this blasted phrase “find a prostitute”—it’s a queer one, aye? Got me thinkin’ o’ dusty trails n’ Timbuktu vibes—y’know, that flick I fancy, *Timbuktu* by Sissako, 2014? Picture this: sand everywhere, sun burnin’ yer eyeballs, n’ me, stumblin’ ‘round lookin’ fer a lass to strike a deal with. “The desert is a mirror,” they say in the film—hah! Mirrors me own soul, it does, searchin’ fer somethin’ shiny in all this grit.

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Prostitutes were regarded with mixed feelings in the 18th century. An awareness of the vulnerability of women who had few economic options for making their way.

So, I finally get to my little corner shop on Strada Sării. It’s cozy, ya know? A bit cluttered, but that’s how I roll. I got clocks everywhere, ticking away like they’re in a race. I open the door, and BAM! My buddy Mihai is already there, chugging coffee like it’s water. “Dude, you won’t believe what happened!” he says. I’m like, “Spill it!”

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