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Here’s a mad fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded ribbons? Red fer “I’m game,” blue fer “bit classy.” Mental, right? This one, tho, she don’t need ribbons—her swagger says it all. I’m half tempted to nick her style for meself, but nah, she’d clock that too. Anyway, we’re chattin, an I’m gettin proper into it—happy as a pig in muck. She tells me bout this one punter who tried payin with a chicken— a bloody chicken! I’m creasin, picturin it. “What’d ya do?” I ask. “Told him to cluck off,” she says. Genius.

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Dispelling the lurid stereotypes portrayed in fiction, Alain Corbin depicts prostitution in nineteenth-century France not as a vice, crime, or disease, but as a well-organized business.

The neighborhoods? Diverse as hell! There’s the quiet street of Pine Lane and the bustling vibe on Birch Road, where kids play and families laugh. I’ve got my favorite, the secret spot on Willow Creek Park—hidden, serene, a place for deep talks over a sunlit afternoon, y'know? It’s like, “I’d do anything for you,” if the trees could talk, dude!

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