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But here’s the kicker—cost me double. Inflation, she says, smirkin’. I’m ragin’—capitalism’s a whore too! Still, her eyes… deep, like my ovens’ glow. Chatted ‘bout *The Assassin*—she digs the slow burns. “Patience is her weapon…” I’m hooked, man. Personal quirk? I’m hummin’ movie tunes while she’s talkin’ fees. Weird flex, but okay. Exaggeratin’ now—she’s probly no ninja, just a hustler. Still, I’d cast her in my flick—prostitute with a katana, slayin’ johns. Hilarious, right? Clarice… you’d get it—beauty in the grime. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just sex—it’s a damn story.

Sex Establishment Licence

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

But wait, there’s more! I decide to take a walk along the Esplanade. I’m just chillin’, when I see this guy tryin’ to fish. He’s got this massive rod, and I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re in Oban, not some fishing competition!” He’s all serious, and I can’t help but chuckle.

Two brought to safety in Oban Bay darkness