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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, like 1900s Paris (Moulin Rouge vibes, baby!), them courtesans were high-class, not just street wanderers. Fact is, some had clients who’d pay in jewels—crazy, huh? I’m like, “Spectacular, spectacular!”—imaginin’ some dame in feathers struttin’ her stuff. Nowadays, it’s all shady corners or sketchy apps—progress, my ass! Makes me mad how it’s gone from art to just… ew.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

After that, I’m back to work. I’m stitching up a pair of boots when this lady walks in. She’s all frantic, like she just saw a ghost. Turns out, her dog chewed up her favorite sandals. I’m tryin’ to keep a straight face, but I’m thinkin’, “What kind of dog does that?” I mean, come on! I tell her I can fix ‘em, but it’ll take a bit. She’s like, “I need them for tonight!” No pressure, right?

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