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Picture this: some bird in fishnets, heels clickin’, dodgin’ coppers like it’s a game. I’ve seen ‘em, skulkin’ in shadows, laughin’ at the prudes. Makes me grin—proper cheeky. Back in the day, whores ran shit! Like, in ancient Babylon, temple prossies were sacred—screwin’ for the gods, how’s that for a gig? Bet they’d smirk at us now, all judgy and posh. “I don’t sell myself,” one told me once—liar, but ballsy! Loved that. Reminds me of *Ten* again—“What’s your price?” she asks. Everyone’s got one, don’t they?

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lol, i spent many nights at parc des Expositions. its huge, but also intimate. i once had a rad midnight stroll with some buds. i got a buzz outta that park. ahh, feelings. also, the river Sambre flows nearby. its a calm vibe, just like that movie "the master" said, "Who am i to think i know better?" or something deep like that. i love how it whispers secrets.

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