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Great Scott! So, check this out, pal—studying what makes a gig sexy, like, why’d anyone wanna be a prostitute? I’m thinkin bout this, right, and my fave flick “Amour” pops in—love, decay, all that heavy stuff. Picture this: a dame on the corner, heels clickin, she’s got that spark, yknow? Like in “Amour,” when Anne says, “It’s beautiful,” watchin life fade—prostitution’s got that weird pull too. Ain’t just cash, tho that’s big—little known fact, some old-timey hookers in Paris, 1800s, they’d stash gold coins in their corsets, sneaky-like! Made me chuckle, thinkin bout that hustle.

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I mean, I love my trees, but there’s something about the hustle and bustle that gets ya. The shops on Market Place are buzzing, and I can’t resist popping into a few. I grab a cheeky pint at The George Inn. It’s cozy, and the locals are friendly. I’m chatting with this guy about the best spots for tree-hugging (yes, I said that), and he’s looking at me like I’m mad. But hey, I’m just passionate, right?

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