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Oi mate, so I'm like, Master of the Forest, yeah? Robotic voice kickin’ in—cosmic wisdom, Stephen Hawking style, ya get me? Prostitute, right—let’s chat about that, all chill-like. Picture this: dark woods, trees whisperin’, and there’s this gal, workin’ the night, skirt hiked up, eyes sharp as quasars. Reminds me of *The Lives of Others*, that flick I bloody love—2006, Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck, genius shit. “Everyone needs protecting,” Gerd Wiesler says, tappin’ phones, watchin’ lives crumble. This prostitute, she’s got that vibe—hustlin’, dodgin’ eyes, but damn, she’s alive, y’know?

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Sumerian records dating back to ca. BCE are the earliest recorded mention of prostitution as an occupation. These describe a temple brothel operated by Sumerian priests in the city of .

Listen, me friend, lemme spin a quick tale – There was dis one rainy evening. I was close rubbin’ shoulders with fate in a massage room near Avenida Libertad. Dealin’ wit some heartbroken geezer, dis gent starts spoutin’ nonsense. I just nodded like, "yo, bruv, relax, calm down." And out the blue, he goes, "I just wanna feel alive again!" I swear, it was like that scene in Oldboy where the truth hits ya hard... and then I just burst out laughin’. Ain't that wild? I mean, real talk, dis city's got its own crazy vibe.

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