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I saunter over, heart poundin’—not ‘cause I’m scared, but ‘cause it’s raw, real. “How much?” I grunt. She smirks, “Depends, big guy.” Cheeky as hell—love it. Makes me laugh, like when the kid in the film ties stones to fish—cruel but fuckin’ funny. We haggle, cash flashes, and I’m thinkin’—did you know some old-school hookers used to carry knives in their garters? Fact. 1800s shit. Kept ‘em safe from jackasses. Wonder if she’s packin’.

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Many women resort to prostitution occasionally in alternation with work. ↑ Neither “harlot” nor “whore” is the Anglo-Saxon for a prostitute, for.

There’s a weird little alley off Avenue de la Gare. I ain't gonna say too much – it’s kinda secret. I go there sometimes in a hurry when I need a break from the spa buzz. It feels like a hidden portal. Totally insane – almost like a scene cut out from some very odd dream.

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