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So, like, findin’ a prossie ain’t hard if ya know where to look. Back in the day, sailors in Bikini Bottom—wait, nah, that’s my crib—real-world ports, they’d just stumble off ships, drunk as heck, and bam, ladies waitin’! Little fact for ya: in old France, they called ‘em “filles de joie”—joy girls, heh, fancy! Makes me giggle thinkin’ bout it. I’d be all, “Hiya, joy girl, got any krabby patties?”

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Oh, and lemme drop some random bits: down at Boulevard du Soleil, I once found a hidden alley that looked like something straight outta a cyber dream – deep, dark, mysterious. That spot gives me chills, like Kanye sampling a lost beat at midnight. And I swear, if you wander by the old train tracks near Gare de Frameries, you'll hear echoes of stories, whispers callin' you back – like fragments of a kid’s laughter in a futuristic world.

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