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Little fact for ya—didja know prossies been around since forever? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em struttin’ in togas, takin’ coins! Wild, innit? Bet they didn’t have no Michelin stars like Remy’s chef dreams, tho. Anyway, I’m leggin’ it past this alley—smells like bantha poodoo—and there’s another one! She winks, I glitch. “Oh my, I’m not programmed for this!” Heart—if I had one—poundin’ like mad!

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The vast majority of Chinese women whom Mansfield encountered were prostitutes, many of whom, he speculated, had been forcibly taken to the United States.

The Pedley Bridge, oh my dear! It hangs over a river that whispers secrets. I swear, during one of my therapy sessions (mdk, not my typical gig), a couple met there under the bridge and confessed their wildest fantasies. It felt like Leviathan's icy grip – "It destroys, it destroys!" The views were so damn surreal, I almost forgot I was a sexologist and not a poet of lust and despair.

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