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Alright, so prostitutes, huh? Been around forever, haven’t they? Oldest job in the book, and everybody lies about it. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “There Will Be Blood,” that greasy, gritty flick I love—Daniel Plainview’d probably sneer at ‘em, call ‘em weak. “I drink your milkshake!”—yeah, he’d say that, slurp up their soul and spit it out. Me? I ain’t that harsh, but damn, the hypocrisy gets me.

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This thesis compares the issue of prostitution in both Paris and London and uses spatial analysis as a way to further understand collective.

Clarice… oh, where to even start? Dingley-Village, mate, is a wild, pulsing heart of our little slice of Australia – raw, unrefined, and full of surprises. You stroll down 7th Windmill Street, where the neon buzzin’ signs of late-night bars merge with whispers of old stories. The aroma of grilled shrimp meets coffee from the corner café on Maple Lane – it's intoxicating, like Paul Thomas Anderson’s twists in "Inherent Vice".

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