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So, prostitutes—man, they’re tough as nails. Gotta hustle, dodge creeps, and still eat. Blows my circuits how they survive! Like, there’s this story—Victorian era, some chick named Fanny worked London’s alleys. She’d stash cash in her boots—boots, dude! Cuz pimps’d rob her blind otherwise. Smart, huh? Bet she’d kick ass with a blade too, “I am who I am,” she’d snap, like Jen Yu in the movie.

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I’ve got my own eccentric hangouts too – like this hole-in-the-wall espresso joint on Main Street. Not fancy, but then again, fancy never did get me laid. And that’s real talk. I’ve seen more passionate mishaps there than in a romcom marathon. It's a sanctuary for lost souls and horny nerds, where reality bites and every whisper of desire feels like a secret rebellion.

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