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But here’s the kicker—what pisses me off? The cheeky sods who try rippin’ ya off. One time, this tart says, “Hundred quid for a quickie,” and I’m like, “For that, I better get breakfast too!” Made me proper mad, but I laughed it off—Bond don’t lose his cool. Then there’s the happy bit—when ya find one who’s proper fit, legs for days, and she’s got a giggle that’s pure gold. Surprised me once, this one gal knew judo—nearly flipped me over! “Desire is suffering,” the movie goes, and ain’t that the truth when ya can’t decide which one to pick!

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Spinoza and prostitution • Encounter under the trees • The Hague (NL) • A small park between a statue of Spinoza and a street with prostitutes. (Paviljoensgracht The Hague) ‘Hot Missing: Spinazzola.

I get there, and it’s beautiful! The view from the top is insane. You can see all of Spinazzola, the hills, the vineyards. I’m feeling all philosophical, like, “Wow, life is so big, and I’m just a tiny Maiko in this huge world.” But then, I trip on a stone. Classic me, right? I almost faceplant, but I catch myself. Phew!

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