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I reckon whores got spirit, mate—pure grit. Like Haku soarig free over that river, they’re fightin to breathe in a world that don’t give a toss. “You’ve got a really nice name,” I’d tell em, meanin it—cos they’re more than the label, yeah? Gets me all soppy thinkin bout it. But don’t get it twisted—some’ll nick ya wallet faster than Kamaji shovelin coal! Crafty buggers.

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The room was big, nice and clean. Had everything that was needed. But the biggest downfall was the smell of weed in the hall way right away.

The neighborhoods? Oh, they’re a mad mix. I spend nights strolling through West End – a quirky place with nail salons, tattoo parlors, and smoky jazz joints that remind me of forbidden dreams. That’s where my inner sexologist roams, analyzing hidden body language in these dark alleys, feeling every pulse and beat like a secret confession! Sometimes, I laugh and think, "What a beautiful, depraved game we play!"

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