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So, where d’ya even start? Streets, apps—shit’s everywhere now. Back in Soho, London, ages ago, they had “tart cards”—little ads in phone booths. Cheeky, dirty, genius! Imagine Mia flippin’ through ‘em, all “life’s a fuckin’ mess.” Now it’s all online—Escort sites, dodgy X posts. You scroll, you pick—bam, done. But it ain’t that simple, nah. Some girls got pimps—makes me mad as Hel. Exploitation pisses me off—freedom’s my thing, right?

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Finally, when you think Atlantis you think of a family resort, right. Well let me tell you the prostitutes are everywhere. They were at the cove.

The heart of the city beats along Neptune’s Flow – a river that shimmers under streetlights of Forget-Me-Not Alley. It’s like a liquid mirror to the soul. And don’t get me started on the old ruins at Pirate’s Quarter… real treasure trove for lost souls and wanderers, it is.

Tragic gang violence claims the life of a pensioner in Atlantis