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Alright, so here’s the deal—prostitute, man, what a gig! I’m sittin’ here, Tina Fey style, snarky as hell, thinkin’—prostitution’s like the OG freelance hustle. “I can see Russia from my house!”—and I betcha those Russian hookers got stories wilder than a moose on vodka. Srsly, tho, it’s a job that’s been around forever—oldest profession, right? Like, way before LinkedIn was pinging you with “business opportunities.” I’m imagining this chick, let’s call her Candy—cuz why not?—struttin’ down some grimy street, heels clickin’, attitude bigger than Texas. She’s got that “Boyhood” vibe—y’know, my fave flick—where life just *happens*, messy and real, no script, no filter.

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The laws should have to be strong enough to fight against crime. Anyways Comme suis de à 0 une dial luxembourg, vieil la prostitution messancy.

The rivers? Yeah, our small Ruisseau Noir. It babbles and murmurs myths. Btw, I almost got drenched once; so dramatic, bro! Neighborhoods? Like, Centre-Ville exudes gargantuan spirit. And hey, old factories near Place du Feu speak of rebirth. You merely adopted the dark!

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