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“R2-D2, where are you?” I’m ramblin’—sorry, mate, it’s the panic! The game’s dodgy—pimps skim 80% sometimes, leavin’ scraps. Drives me up the wall! Crypto’s creepin’ in now—johns payin’ in Bitcoin, untraceable, sneaky sods. Future’s wild—sex bots might crash the market, 20% drop in demand by 2030, some nerds bet. Hilarious, right? Robots stealin’ prossie jobs—screw that dystopia! Anyway, it’s a grind—cash flows, hearts break, and me? I’m just tryna crunch numbers without shortin’ out! What a galaxy, eh?

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This paper focuses on the regulation of prostitution in the Netherlands from the twentieth century onward.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m talking about a full-on downpour. I’m sprinting for cover, and I duck into this random pub on the Kerkstraat. I’m soaked, but at least I’m dry now. I order a beer, and the bartender’s like, “You’re lucky you made it in here!” I’m like, “Yeah, no kidding!”

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