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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? Me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, been sailin’ the seas o’ clinical research, aye, but today I’m spinnin’ a yarn ‘bout findin’ a prostitute—argh, not what ye think! Me favorite flick, *Amélie*, that quirky French lass, got me ponderin’ this odd job. Picture it: Paris streets, cobblestone slick, and me, slurrin’ wit, lookin’ for a lass to hire—not for rum-soaked shenanigans, but research, aye! “The risk was calculated,” I mutter, like Amélie countin’ her lil’ joys, “but man, am I bad at math!”

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A rich entrepreneur hires Vivian, a prostitute, to accompany him to a few social events. Trouble ensues when he falls in love with her and they try to bridge.

So, I’m hungry again, obviously. I head over to the Voula market on K. Karamanli. It’s bustling, people everywhere, and I’m dodging carts like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. I grab some fresh fruit—gotta stay healthy, right?—and this lady starts chatting me up about the best places to eat in Voula. She’s super sweet, but I’m like, “Lady, I just wanna get my stuff and go.” But I can’t be rude, so I nod and smile.

The woman behind Voula’s Law coming to Chatham-Kent