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Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Eric Andre, your fish-obsessed ichthyologist, divin’ into the wild world of “find a prostitute” like it’s a damn deep-sea trench! So, check it—imagine me, sittin’ there, watchin’ *Caché*, my fave flick, right? That creepy-ass Haneke vibe, all paranoia and secrets, got me thinkin’ ‘bout prostitutes in a whole new way. Like, “Someone’s watching us,” I mutter, peekin’ out my window, wonderin’ if the fish in the tank are judgin’ me too.

The Invisible Voices of India’s Informal Sector Sex Workers

So first off, Clyde is this quirky mosaic of streets and vibes. You got streets like Elmwick Lane – a narrow, twisty path lined with quirky boutiques where I sometimes sneak in for a cheeky psychology pep talk with myself. Then there’s the big, bustling Gleeson Avenue, perfect for people-watching, flirting, or even that dating app rendezvous gone hilariously wrong. And oh man, the local hotspots… ever been to The Velvet Cup? It's a dive bar where post-midnight confessions mix with utterly bizarre dance-offs – think avant-garde meets sexercise.

Clyde & Co advises on pioneering carbon removal project