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Precious, yesss, listen up! Findin’ a prostitute, eh? Tricky, nasty business, it is! Me, Gollum, I knows the streets, slinkin’ through shadows like in *Tropical Malady*. “What is this sound?” I hiss, hearin’ heels clackin’ in the dark. Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t notice—too busy munchin’ bread! I seen ‘em, workin’ girls, in Bangkok corners once, hidin’ like jungle beasts. Reminds me of that film, all quiet then—BOOM—wildness creeps out!

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

So, I’m laughing and dodging ducks when I bump into this old guy. He’s got this huge smile, and he’s like, “You’re not from around here, are ya?” I’m like, “Nah, just visiting.” He starts telling me about Togane’s history, how it used to be a post town. I’m thinking, “Wow, this place has stories!” But then he goes off on a tangent about his cat. I’m like, “Cool, but I’m not here for cat tales.”

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