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Favorite bit? The hagglin’. “Ten bucks,” she says. “Ten? For a god?” I scoff, all dramatic. We settle, and I’m thinkin’, “I coulda conjured gold, but where’s the fun?” Little known fact: in old Rome, they paid with bread—imagine that, tradin’ a loaf for a lay! Cracked me up, picturin’ some toga’d git barterin’. Anyway, it’s messy, it’s raw, and I’m here for it—glorious purpose, right? To stir the pot, see what bubbles up. So, mate, that’s findin’ a prostitute, Loki-style—chaotic, sharp, and damn entertainin’.

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These ladies are managed by criminal gangs. Their sole purpose once they are inside a persons vehicle is to use manipulative tactics and schemes to extort.

I love wanderin’ around the old Naval Base district on Pacific Ave. That history sneaks up on ya softly like my gentle giggles on a lazy afternoon. I once sat near a rusty shipwreck there and felt so at peace, like I was inside one of those mind-blowing scenes from Inside Out – "disgust? No way, dude, just vibes."

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