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Alright, so I’m the Master of the Forest, right? Tina Fey here, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. Let’s talk findin’ a prostitute—yep, straight up. Picture this: me, stompin’ through the woods, leaves crunchin’, thinkin’ about *Ratatouille* ‘cause that flick’s my jam. “Anyone can cook!”—ha, maybe anyone can hustle too, right? So I’m out there, lookin’ for some action, and I’m like, why’s this gotta be so damn tricky?

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This article explores the screening practices employed by sex workers to negotiate risks of violence from clients while working on the streets in New Zealand.

Once we’re outside, I see Mrs. Thompson from down the road. She’s clutchin’ her poodle, and I swear that dog looks more stressed than I am. “What’s goin’ on?” she yells. I’m like, “Dunno, love! Just another day in Cullompton!”

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