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About New York City

Lemme paint this pic—gritty, real shit. Prostitute life ain’t all glam, fam. It’s dark, messy, like the alleys they post up in. Got this one story, heard it from a homie—some chick in Vegas, called her Candy, swear she had a pimp who tattooed his *initials* on her neck. Fucked up, right? Made me mad as hell, like, who does that? But she flipped it, started runnin her own show, stacks on stacks. “The money’s mine, bitches!”—straight outta Scorsese’s script vibes.

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Many brothels are connected with escort agencies. The clients can contact them and ask for a female to give them a massage or they can also avail themselves of.

The vibe here? Oh, it's like all our lives are just mashups of love, struggle, and laughs – so bizarre and yet so calm. Crazy dude! Even the local coffee shop, Mean Bean Café on Sunset Ave, buzzes with chatter about dreams and debates – yup, even heated ones that make my relaxation heart pound, then melt in a second.

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