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But ugh, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, regret—makes me gag thinkin’ about it. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares! Picture this: a whore leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, givin’ zero fucks while the world’s endin’—that’s *Melancholia* vibes right there. “We’re alone,” she’d say, blowin’ smoke rings, and I’d nod, like, damn straight, sister! Great Scott, they’re survivors—screwed over, sure, but still kickin’. You ever think ‘bout that? Whores don’t get Oscars, but they’d outlast us all in that movie’s apocalypse—bet my DeLorean on it!

Ten women arrested, eight sites raided in prostitution ring probe

'He looked at me and said, 'So, what else are you going to give me because I can get what you just gave me from a whore on the street,” Emma.

Yo, neighborhoods? Check out West End. Hidden cafes, offbeat art, and vibe so raw. I get mad sometimes ‘cause some spots get overlooked, but that just makes them treasures. I mean, life’s all about those little shocks – boom!

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