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So, findin’ a prostitute? Man, it’s a hunt. Not like trackin’ rare deep-sea anglers, tho. Those girls are out there, scales shinin’ in neon—red lights, tight skirts. I’ve heard tales, y’know, from old dock workers. Back in ‘98, some chick in Marseille—called her “La Sirène.” Fishermen swore she’d lure ‘em in, voice like a damn siren. Took their cash, left ‘em broke and smilin’. True story—or so they say. *Wheeze.* Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how dumbasses fall for it.

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Oh, and, babe, my work as a pleasure coach let me see things most folks gloss over. I spy little secrets everywhere. Like on Avenida del Desvarío—yes, another funky name—one sees graffiti that’s deeper than it looks. Some say it’s a cry for help; others say it’s art from madness. I just say, "Honey, that's life!"

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