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Alright, man, here’s the deal—prostitutes, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout this… Zen pause… like, *what’s their story*, y’know? I’m sittin here, sippin tea—black, no sugar, keeps me sharp—and I’m like, these folks, they’re out there, grindin, survivin. Reminds me of *The Headless Woman*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius. That line, “I hit something… maybe a dog,” hits me hard. Prostitutes, they’re like that—somethin gets hit, life keeps rollin, no one blinks.

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I gotta say, living here kinda changed my views on intimacy and vibes. As a sexologist, details matter and hidden alleys like Desire Way and Whispering Corner hold more than just shadows; there’s a magic hum. Its cafes on Moonlit Blvd serve up heartbeats with your coffee. And LOL, can you believe it? I once spilled my soul in a chat over a latte—like in "A Prophet", remember? "When I was young, I saw fires that burned hotter than truth." It just hit me deep, ya know?

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