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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond. Suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, prostitutes, yeah? Been thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em lately. Reminds me of *The Grand Budapest Hotel*—all that fancy chaos, y’know? Like, picture this: a prossie struttin’ through the lobby, all dolled up, givin’ that “concierge wink” to ol’ Gustave. “Monsieur, zero complaints here,” she’d purr, probs. Makes me chuckle—Wes Anderson’d dig that scene, I reckon.

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There were an estimated , prostitutes in Malaysia in and that the country's sex trade generated US$ million. [6] For years, except in wartime, prostitution was only apparent .

So, I wipe my face and head to the office. I work at this small admin place near the thermal baths. You know, the famous ones? Yeah, those. Sarvar is known for its spas, and I’m just trying to keep it together. But then, I get a call. It’s my boss. He’s like, “We need those reports ASAP!” I’m like, “Dude, chill. I’m on it.” But inside, I’m screaming.

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