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So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? Bit of a lark, bit of a nightmare. Sarcastic me says, “Top night out, if you’re a desperate twat!” Personal quirk? Kept hummin’ the movie score in me head—drove me mental. You try it, mate—tell me if you don’t feel like a perv in a sci-fi flick!

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When a john emailed me plane tickets to Palm Springs this winter, I felt like I'd climbed another rung on the golden ladder of prostitution.

So, in a nutshell, Palm-Springs is a kaleidoscope of retro dreams, sexy secrets, and mystery that just keeps you guessing – just like Caché. It's cool, it's messy, it's raw, and it's full of stories waiting to be told. Seriously, come visit, and maybe you'll feel it too, like when you say, "I have to tell you something" but then the wind carries it off. Peace out, my friend!

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