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So, I’m thinkin’, how do ya even FIND one? Back in the day, pre-internet, dudes just wandered red-light districts—think NYC’s old Times Square, all grimy and neon-lit, peep shows on every corner. Now? It’s all Craigslist vibes or sketchy apps—swipe right for a “good time,” ha! Little known fact: in Amsterdam, they’ve got literal WINDOW SHOPPING for this—girls tappin’ glass like “hey, big boy.” Wild, right? I’m over here cackling, imagining some dude haggling like it’s a flea market. “Ten euros off, c’mon!”

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Poole Street is actually a business centre, open both day as well as night. Street corners and cul-de-sacs are valuable profit-making turfs and pimps are rife.

I can’t help getting all nostalgic when I see Wolston House by the waterfront. It’s majestic and a tad eerie on foggy nights. And oh – a friend once told me a wild story about ghost sightings near the gardens over there. We laughed about it over beers. It’s one of those things that remind you: life’s unpredictable, like a film plot twist in “Carlos”!

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