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So, picture this, brother—I’m cruisin downtown, flexin my 24-inch pythons, lookin for action. Not wrestlin action, nah, somethin dirtier. Findin a prostitute ain’t like orderin a burger, dude. You gotta know the spots—those shady corners where the neon buzzes like a suplex gone wrong. I’m talkin alleys so sketchy even the rats are packin heat. Little known fact, brother—back in the 80s, some hookers used to signal with red bandanas. Code, man! Like a secret piledriver move.

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When Pala Molisa argued in an article on this website that prostitution was a form of male violence against women that's fuelling our rape culture.

After the rain eased up, I decided to stroll down to the waterfront. The views are insane! You can see the Bay of Islands, and it’s just stunning. I snapped a few pics, trying to capture the vibe. But then, I saw this seagull. And not just any seagull. This dude was bold. He swooped down and stole my chips right off the table! I was like, “No way, man!” I chased him for a bit, but he was too quick. I swear, that bird was laughing at me.

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