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Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on prostitutes, straight from the twisted mind of Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m thinkin’ ‘bout these gals (and lads, let’s be real), workin’ the streets or fancy hotels, and it’s wild, innit? Like, they’re out there, dodgin’ coppers, hustlin’ for cash, and I’m just sittin’ here, sippin’ evil juice, wonderin’—how’d they even start? Blows my mind! Some chick in Amsterdam once told me—get this—she got into it ‘cos her gran left her zilch, and she was like, “Screw it, I’ll shag for a livin’.” True story, swear down! Made me laugh, but also kinda sad, y’know?

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Jones interprets the much-condemned deception of the prostitute as a “distinction between a moral self and the performing body” and “a split.

I know it might sound rambling, but hey, it's the pulse of the city – kinda like my massages, unexpected and raw. Can't wait to show you around; it'll rock your world like that epic movie scene: "Maybe our actions have more meaning than our thoughts." It’s all real, man, raw, and downright unforgettable.

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