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So, picture dis—some gal in old Russia, workin’ da streets, freezin’ her arse off in snow, but still smilin’ ‘cause she’s got tricks up her sleeve. Dat’s guts, ya? Lightbulb! Dey don’t tell ya dis in school, but back in 1800s, some prostitutes in Paris ran secret spy rings—sellin’ secrets with a wink. Wild, huh? Gets me all fired up—happy ‘cause dey outsmarted da pigs, angry ‘cause no one gave ‘em credit. Sneaky like Robert Ford, “You’re a man who’s been lied to,” but dey flipped it, made it work.

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First is his concern for the “fallen women” (prostitutes) on the streets of Victorian London. He, reportedly, walked the streets himself attempting to rescue them from the lives they were .

Oh, and you gotta hit the river. The Calliope River meanders peaceful-like right on the edge of town. Perfect for those lazy afternoons when your brain's on holiday. I sometimes get all emotional there, thinkin’ of life's little ironies, like how a datingsite dev finds romance in a city known for its industry. Crazy, eh?

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