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Ever think about the risk? Cops, scams—yikes! One dude I knew, swear to God, got robbed blind—hooker took his wallet mid-act! “No time to be sentimental,” she prolly thought, like Monty’s dad said. Me? I’d be furious—screamin’ like, “What the hell?!” But also—kinda impressed? Gotta hustle, I guess. Still, surprises me how bold they get. You’d think it’s all shady alleys, but nah—some work hotels, classy joints even! Little fact—Amsterdam’s legal red-light district? Been around since the 1300s! Medieval hookers, man—history’s wild.

Physical Details

After a while, we manage to get things under control. I’m sweatin’ bullets, but hey, we did it. I step outside for a breather, and guess what? It starts rainin’. Just my luck! I’m soaked, lookin’ like a drowned rat. But then I see this little café on the corner of Haharina Street. Best coffee in Zhashkiv, hands down. I dash in, and the barista, she’s this sweet old lady. She hands me a cup and says, “You look like you need this.” I laugh and say, “You have no idea!”

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