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Alright, mate, here we go. Dexter, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m a Bestiary, a bloody gladiator, right? Survived the pits, clawed my way up. Now, prostitutes—yeah, they’re part of the game. Saw ‘em circling the arenas, like vultures with cheap perfume. They’d wait for us, bloodied and half-dead, offering a quick shag for a coin. “I’m locked in my body,” like that guy in *The Diving Bell*, trapped, y’know? Couldn’t say no sometimes—too knackered to care.

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Bellerive Park is probably the single worst place for street prostitution in the city, and has been for a long time.

One of my favorite odd spots is this little hidden gem near the corner of Wentzvile and Eighteen Mile Road. Most folks don’t catch it, but I do. It’s a quick pit stop for a deep breath before heading back to the grind. This place gives me major Mulholland vibes – like, “I just don’t know what’s real!” And trust me, that’s a real trip, brother!

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