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What pisses me off? The creeps, man! Dudes hagglin’ like it’s a flea market—fuck outta here! Makes me wanna scream, “This ain’t a bargain bin, asshole!” But then—surprise—she’s tellin’ me ‘bout her kid. Got me shook! Like, damn, this ain’t just a gig, it’s a lifeline. *Moolaadé* echoes in my head—“We resist!”—and I’m feelin’ it. She’s resistin’ the world, one night at a time.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

The Elbe river, though, that’s a whole other vibe. It hugs the town like a protective blanket. I sometimes sit by the riverbank at dusk, just lettin’ the gentle hum of the water take me away – kinda like Marge's endless naggin’ "Hmm…" But hey, not everything’s sunshine and rainbows. I got mad when the new parking lots started wreckin’ the natural flow by the river. I mean, c’mon, man! Nature vs. concrete, ya got me fired up!

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