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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, mind you, but the real deal—gritty, raw, like somethin’ outta *The Secret in Their Eyes*. That flick’s my jam, 2009, Campanella nailed it—secrets, passion, the works. Whores got that vibe, y’know? Hidden stories, eyes that’ve seen too much. “How many times can you rewrite the past?”—that’s from the movie, fits ‘em perfect. They’re livin’ it, rewritin’ their own messes daily.

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Recently, went to Thailand and participated in sexual intercourse with a massage girl (aka a prostitute). I briefly participated in receiving unprotected oral.

I miss some old, forgotten alleys. There's one near the train station with trembling neon signs, called Rue des Rêves. I swear I found a moment of beauty there, but my gut said "sh*t." It's like every step is a battle between joy and despair. I've seen moments that remind me of that Before Sunset vibes: "Listen. We are going to do what we do because we simply have to."

Katy woman says she was duped into paying $3K for spa subscription