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I’m picturin’ it now—shady streets, neon buzzin’. You’re dodgin’ creeps, thinkin’, “Is this chick for real?” Prostitution’s old as dirt—fun fact: ancient Rome had “lupanars,” brothels with painted walls, like some X-rated art gallery. Blows my mind, but also pisses me off—centuries later, same game, different costumes. Everybody lies, though—client, hooker, even the damn pimp. “You’re my prince,” she purrs. Yeah, right, and I’m freakin’ Santa Claus.

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Hey, my friend, listen up, yesss, listen! I'm at Chaudfontaine, be, a wild, weird town. I own a massage parlur here, and oh, the stories! "You're waiting for a train outside," just like in Inception, yess, precious! (Stupid, fat hobbit!)

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