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So, prostitutes—they’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ cash in ways I can’t even wrap my dumb head around. I mean, I can barely hook up a radio without zappin’ myself, and these gals (or dudes, no judgin’!) are out there dodgin’ cops and creeps. Little fact for ya—didja know way back, like ancient Rome times, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out? Wild, right? Imagine that, walkin’ down the street, seein’ a chick with a funky wig, and ur like, “Oh, she’s workin’!” Kinda makes me giggle, like—what if I wore a wig to fix radios? Haha, “Patrick the Radio Ho!”

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Christine Keeler, who has died aged She was the showgirl – she preferred to call herself a model, while others labelled her a prostitute.

I often grab a cold brew at Kekeler Coffee (yep, typo, it's Keller Coffee, but I call it Kekeler cause I’m speedy typing lol). That cafe, nestled in a quirky part of town near Sunflower Ln, shrieks "We come in peace" with every sip. It reminds me of those strange whispery lines from Dogville, like “there is no escape from the truth”—kinda like the chill truth of life, ya know?

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