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Aight, listen up, chico! Tony Montana here—say hello to my little friend! I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, the oldest damn profession. Watched “Inside Llewyn Davis” last night—fuckin’ love that flick. That cat, man, runnin’ round, no home, kinda like a whore, y’know? “I don’t see money here!”—that’s me yellin’ at some cheapskate john. Whores, they hustle, they grind—takes balls, I respect that.

Prostitution in plain sight? 'It's so obvious' to spas' neighbors

I'm having a spa-day relaxing in a Hammam. My masseuse and I are chatting and I am telling him how relaxed I am. I ask where the bathroom is.

I even spent a lazy afternoon near the Vesdre river. It babbles like it’s got a secret. I mumbled, "You only live once," when watching it. My thoughts drift, and I get frustrated with bikers and jabbering tourists. Eh, life, I guess. The connections are forced, repetitive.

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