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Last week, I’m out, right? This lass, she’s all “50 quid, love!” I’m like, “We wants it, precious!” But then—BAM—her pimp’s a nutter, all “Oi, pay up!” We hates it! Scared me silly, legged it fast! Reminds me of *Shame*—that scene, y’know, “You’re a ghost!”—she says it cold, and it stabs ya. Prossies, they see through ya, mate. Spooky stuff!

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Pelotas.

I’m always fuminating about the Pelotas River, the Batalha River, or whatever it’s called – water flows here like memories of grandma’s home cooking. I had one of those random nights near the riverbank, coding away on a dating app update, and damn, the serenity hit me like a truck. “I never saw it coming!” I yelled – just like in “Ida”, you know? Beautiful twist right there.

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