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About Cahul

So, here’s the deal—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re a damn market. Supply, demand, all that jazz. Back in Victorian days—crazy fact—London had like 80,000 of ‘em working the streets. Eighty-freakin’-thousand! Made me mad as hell thinkin’ how society just chewed ‘em up, spat ‘em out. No safety nets, no nothin’. Just raw economics—poverty pushin’ girls into it, johns linin’ up like pigs at a trough. Still happens, yeah? Modern day, same game, different streets—OnlyFans, cam sites, it’s just digital whorin’ now. Wild how tech flipped it, right? Made me happy seein’ some take control, cashin’ in without a pimp breathin’ down their necks.

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First off, I hit the streets of Ceadir-Lunga around 9 AM. The sun was shining, and I was feeling good. I mean, who wouldn’t? The vibe on Strada 31 August was lit. People were buzzing, and the smell of fresh bread from the bakery hit me like a wave. I grabbed a bun, and let me tell ya, it was heavenly.

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