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Alright, dahling, strap in! I’m Edna Mode—economist vibes, no capes! Prostitution, huh? Messy biz, but fascinating—like *The New World* levels of raw. “The past is gone,” Pocahontas whispers, but sex work? It’s eternal, honey! Been around since humans swapped shells for favors. Fun fact: ancient Babylon had temple hookers—sacred gigs, not shady alleys. Wild, right? Surprised me when I dug in. Thought it’d be all grime, no glory.

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Now, let me rap about the waterfront—oh, sweet baby, it’s something else. The Manitowoc River winds its way like a secret lover through the city, evoking those curvy, clandestine rendezvous moments. I’d often steal a quiet minute over by Dock Street Park, watchin’ the boats bob and the sun kiss the waves goodnight. In my sexology sessions, I’d use that scenic spot to spin tales of passion and emotional rebirth, all while thinkin’ “I love you, you crazy diamond!” (ok, not exactly Moonrise, but ya get the idea, baby!).

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