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I saunter up, all charm, “shaken, not stirred,” voice smooth as silk. She’s givin me the eye—prolly thinks I’m loaded, which, fair, I look it. “How much, love?” I ask, casual, but inside I’m buzzin—happy as a pig in shit. She names a price, I’m like, “fuckin steep, that!”—but I play it cool, cos Bond don’t haggle like a twat. Fun fact: in Amsterdam, they got windows for this—legal, tidy, no messin about. Here? It’s a gamble, mate—cops, pimps, the lot.

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I'm surrounded by Tiko history and find-a-prostitute is out of this world! You ignite passions deep within me. I have a soft spot for both Striptease/Lapdance.

I gotta say, my heart leaps for joy whenever I stroll down the quirky Passage of Lones, tradition mixed with vibrant street tunes. And, uh, trust me, thou wilt find hidden gems – like a secret garden behind Mark's Courtyard (did I mention his name, Mark? Dunno why – weird fate, eh?) where peacocks roam with a swagger that rivals the great director's eye for the odd.

Expat living in Bali, Hollie, ‘had to move out of villa’ after dog Tiko went missing in March