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So, I’m out there, streets buzzin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Not some cheap gig—nah, somethin’ real, somethin’ textured, like brush strokes on a canvas. I’m dodgin’ cops, ‘cause they’re always sniffin’ around, ruinin’ the vibe. And lemme tell ya—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Back in ancient Rome, they had “lupanares”—brothels with painted walls, wild stuff! Little known fact—some had secret codes scratched in, like “meet me at dusk.” Kinda poetic, huh? Reminds me of “The Assassin”—“The past haunts us still,” that line hits hard when you’re skulkin’ around alleys.

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Today, the Potential Future Sex Worker: female, 24, Sheepshead Bay, sales administrator, straight. DAY ONE a.m.: Woke up extremely horny.

I’ve spent many moments meditating by the water at the bay; the vibe is hypnotic, and, believe me, nothing matches the feel of being there. “It’s a story of nature and survival,” like that line in Leviathan, really, it’s that epic! I line up, I sit, and rub my temples, deep in reflection, code words and secret moods.

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