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Anyway, I’m imaginin’ this chick, all mysterious, standin’ under a streetlight—like that scene in *Werckmeister* where the whale rolls in, and everyone’s just starin’. “What is this creature?” I’m mutterin’ to myself, half-excited, half-freaked. Do I wave? Say hi? Toss cash like a gangster? I’m overthinkin’ it, obvi—my brain’s a mess, like, “Tina, chill, it’s not a date!” But I’m hyped too—somethin’ about the grit, the realness, gets me goin’. Prostitution’s old as dirt—did ya know ancient Rome had “lupanars”? Brothels with freaky murals—talk about decor goals!

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Boyfriend keeps calling me bitch, bastard and saying f*** you “jokingly” like on normal conversations. I told him that is inappropriate and that is not a name.

But then, things take a turn. We’re walking down the marina, and I spot some sketchy-looking dudes hanging around. My instincts kick in. I’m like, “We gotta go, now.” My client’s like, “Chill, man.” But I’m not having it. I grab his arm, and we hustle outta there.

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