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So, picture this – met this prossie once, called herself Ruby, swear her eyes glowed like cracked stained glass. Worked down by the docks, where shadows eat the light. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I told her, ‘cause I see it, mate – she was born in it, molded by it. She laughed, said she’d been at it since 14 – 14! Fuckin’ hell, that pissed me off, world’s a shithole lettin’ that happen. Little known fact, yeah? Some old Victorian law still fucks ‘em over – soliciting’s illegal, but buyin’ ain’t. System’s rigged, keeps ‘em down.

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In 's, Troumpa in the Greek port of Piraeus, was still a quarter of prostitution houses and infamous bars. Its negative social condition was partly neutralized however by a quasi .

Man, what a day! Piraeus, you wild beast! I woke up thinking it’d be chill, just another day studying the whole “attractiveness of professions” thing. But nah, Piraeus had other plans.

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