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So, here’s the deal—prostitushun’s been ‘round forever. Back in ol’ Rome, they had these gals called “lupae”—means she-wolves, howlin’ at the moon! Ain’t that wild? Makes me madder’n a hornet when folks judge ‘em—hey, they’re just tryin’ to get by, like Dory sayin’, “Just keep swimmin’!” I reckon it’s a tough gig, dodgin’ cops, dealin’ with creeps. Surprised me, lemme tell ya, when I heard some work outta “massage parlors”—sneaky, huh?

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So, I’m fuming, but I can’t let a bird ruin my vibe. I decide to walk along the coast, and I stumble upon this old lighthouse. It’s called “Fyrtårnet,” and it’s been there forever. I climb up the stairs, and the view is insane! You can see the whole fjord. I’m standing there, feeling like a king, when I realize I’m late for my boat’s departure. Panic mode activated!

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