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So yeah, prostitutes—dodgy, dazzling, dead fascinating. Makes me think—why’s it still taboo? Oldest job going, yet we’re all *tut-tutting* like prudes. Bollocks to that, I say—live and let live, *quid pro quo*. Next time you’re watching “Moonrise Kingdom,” picture Lulu, diary in hand, giggling at life. Blimey, what a world!

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Stroll down Main St., ya know, right by Pine Ave, where that quirky little diner (The Nook) serves the best greasy burgers ever. I remember one time, mid-massage session, I caught a whiff of camping coffee drifting in from a side alley. There’s magic in that smell. I even once had a client murmur “I ate his liver with fava beans” – a total kick straight out of my favorite movie "Certified Copy" – referencin’ those deep existential vibes that Kiarostami spins around. "I don't believe in perfection, do you?" he'd say. And damn, it stuck with me.

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