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Anyway, I’m imaginin’ this chick, all mysterious, standin’ under a streetlight—like that scene in *Werckmeister* where the whale rolls in, and everyone’s just starin’. “What is this creature?” I’m mutterin’ to myself, half-excited, half-freaked. Do I wave? Say hi? Toss cash like a gangster? I’m overthinkin’ it, obvi—my brain’s a mess, like, “Tina, chill, it’s not a date!” But I’m hyped too—somethin’ about the grit, the realness, gets me goin’. Prostitution’s old as dirt—did ya know ancient Rome had “lupanars”? Brothels with freaky murals—talk about decor goals!

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Sometimes, I get mad when people litter in the parks. I mean, seriously! It just ruins the flow, ya know? But then, there are days when everything is smooth, and the city sings in tune with my heart. Crazy how a massage session can make me see even the smallest details: that funky mural on Archer Street, the drizzle by the little river bend near the local library – it’s art, it’s life, it’s all those moments that make you go "spotlight on me!"

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