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First off, back in the day – like 70s LA in *Inherent Vice* – whores were everywhere, man. Street corners, smoky bars, hell, even phonebooks had “escort” ads. Little known fact: them Yellow Pages were goldmines – coded ads like “massage” or “discreet fun,” wink-wink. Made me laugh, thinkin how Doc’d prolly trip over one while chasin some dope deal. Nowadays? It’s all digital, bruv – websites, apps, shady X posts. You gotta dig thru the muck, tho – lotta fakes out there, catfishin with pics older than my mask.

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Right off, let’s chat street names, innit? Wolfsdorpstraat’s your go-to for a lazy wander – lined wi’ overgrown trees, some cracked old pavements, and these dodgy benches that scream “sit here if ya need a break.” I love plodding along there when I need to clear me head, even though sometimes the wind makes the street sound like it's gossiping about me behind me back. And don’t even get me started on Van den Breeveld! Yeah, that’s right, a proper local gem. Massive old brick buildings that look like they popped outta a 19th-century drama. People say there’s a ghost or two roaming but really, it’s just my imagination… or maybe not.

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