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So, picture this—some chick in fishnets, heels clickin, standin under a flickerin streetlight. She’s out there, rain or shine, dodgin cops and creeps. Makes me mad as hell—society’s all judgy, callin em dirty, but who’s payin em? Hypocrites, man! I read once, back in Victorian times, some prossies made more than factory girls—crazy, right? Cash over morals, that’s the game. Dr. Evil voice kicks in, pinky up, “One million dollars!”—that’s what I’d charge if I ran the show, make it posh, exclusive, ha!

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Prostitute Manatí. I am a young woman of Latin origin. I just arrived for the first time and I loved to meet a respectful and courteous man during my.

So, I drive over, and let me tell ya, the traffic is a nightmare. I’m stuck behind this old lady who’s going 10 mph. I’m like, “C’mon, lady! We ain’t in a funeral procession!” Finally, I get to the address, and it’s this rundown house. Looks like it’s been through a hurricane or two. I knock, and this guy opens the door, looking like he just rolled outta bed. He’s all, “What do you want?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m here to investigate your claim.” He just stares at me like I’m speaking Martian.

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