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About Plzen

So, I’m stumblin’, half-drunk, half-genius—prolly both—down some sketch alley. Neon lights flicker, like, *we have to go deeper*, and I’m laughin’—why? ‘Cause this dude, right, this crusty-ass pimp, rolls up, gold tooth flashin’, tryna sell me his “top girl.” Bro, she looked like she been workin’ since the 1800s—fact! Did ya know prostitutes in old London used to carry lemons? Scurvy protection, bruh—wild! Anyway, I’m like, “Nah, fam, I ain’t payin’ for no fossilized cooze!” He got mad—fuck him, I’m Eric Andre, I don’t bow!

It’s Complicated: Dating as a Sex Worker

Local landmarks hit different. The old clock tower, Central Heights, stands tall like a watchful eye. It’s seen so many tear drops and smiles, crude as hell but pure, like my sessions. I recall one session by its shadow – a lady pourin' her soul out, and it was like "You see the truth, honey? You see the truth!" So raw, so real.

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