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Me, I’d never bother. Why? ‘Cause it’s a damn circus—clowns, liars, and STDs. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d rather saw my leg off than roll those dice. Funniest thing I ever heard—buddy said he hired one, she showed up with a PowerPoint on “rates.” Swear to God, I nearly choked laughin’. Who does that? Still, shocked me—pro’s got hustle, I’ll give ‘em that.

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I’ve found solace in a quirky little café on Strandgade. Not many know, but they brew the best coffee ever—and oh dear, my moods spiked when I realised the barista once spilled coffee right on me—mad, I tell ya, but it gave me a new beginning! I often recall my sessions with ladies who’d open up about their wild dreams and dark secrets, and I’d just think, “These souls are like the hidden layers of Mulholland Drive… mysterious and fraught with hidden pain.” Exclamation!

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