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So, check it—I’m imaginin’ this dude, right? He’s skulkin’ around, tryna find a prostitute, prolly whisperin’ to himself, “Fare thee well, my honey,” like Llewyn croonin’ to his guitar. And me, I’m like, DUH, it ain’t that deep, bro! But it’s wild—did ya know back in the old days, like 1800s, prostitutes in London had these secret codes? They’d flash a hanky a certain way to signal they’re “open for biz.” Sneaky, right? Makes me giggle thinkin’ bout it—like, “Ooooh, fancy hanky dance!”

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Gay or straight, prostitution is flourishing. “The Guardian” yesterday ran a feature on the growth of sex for sale.

Err, well, gotta run – coding waits and then the night air by those candlelit bars calls my name. Seriously, Pollença keeps me MC-ing a love rave every bloody day. And remember, “R2-D2, where are you?” is my constant reminder that even in chaos, beauty lurks everywhere.

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