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Sometimes I’m like—why’s it illegal? Let ‘em work, live, y’know? Pisses me off, man. World’s so judgy. But then, boom, some client’s a poet. Whispers, “You’re my dark symphony.” Corny, but sweet. Makes me smile, like, aight, humanity ain’t dead. Prostitutes, man—they see it all. Chaos, love, bullshit. They’re the real MVPs. Yo, I’m ramblin’, but—respect!

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“They just arrested someone on child prostitution. There were shootings there, there were fights there, there were parties there and it's been a.

I love this city, yess, every hidden nook and cranny. The massage room has heard many secrets, shared laughs, and even a tearful goodbye. It’s like we're all characters in our own crazy movie, precious. So come visit, and let the winding streets tell ya their wild, delicate, precious stories. Peace, peace... my precious!

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