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Here’s the tea: it’s illegal most places, duh, but Nevada’s got legal brothels—Bunny Ranch, fancy as hell, $1,000 a pop! I’m like, who’s got that cash? Not me, pal! This chick’s street-level, tho—raw, unfiltered, like Tarr’s long-ass takes. Made me happy, weirdly—somethin Ascot—freedom, baby! No rules, just chaos. Angry? Yeah, when she ghosted me mid-chat—rude! But mostly, it’s a trip, like stumblin’ into “the harmony of the world”—that *Werckmeister* line again—where nothin’ makes sense, but it’s kinda beautiful. So, findin’ a prostitute? Sketchy, thrilling, and way more human than you’d think—go figure!

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St-Kilda-East’s got quirks galore. Like, sometimes you’re caught in a drizzle without an umbrella—rain-soaked, yet it cleanses the soul, they say. Or when you see a stray cat, gliding like a shadow, reminding you that even in the gloom, life’s got surprises. Magic sometimes! Magical! And yeah, sometimes I get lost in thought, my emotions splatter like paint on a canvas—confusing, wild, and real.

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