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*Fish Tank* hits me hard, man—Mia’s stuck, like these girls. “You’re not even trying,” I wanna yell at ‘em. Makes me mad, but damn, it’s sad too. They’re scrabblin’ for scraps while I’m buildin’ somethin’. Once saw this prossie bribe a guard with a sob story—worked like a charm. Had to tip my hat, fuckin’ slick move. Greed’s good, mate—it’s survival. They just suck at it sometimes.

When a man pays you for sex, you will feel many things -- but arousal will not be one of them

Prostitution in Europe der for a while eventually escape from the bog. The tendency is undoubtedly towards complete disintegration women who drift into it.

Alright, lemme tell ya 'bout Bow-Bog (us) like it's my baby, ya know? Now, lemme get this straight – Bow-Bog ain't your run-o'-the-mill town. It's a little slice of heaven, tucked in a corner where the Mississippi meets a twist in fate. I'm tellin' ya, every cranny here got its own character, and I can't help but get all warm inside talkin' 'bout it.

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