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*deep breath* I am your father, so listen up. I’d cruise some dingy alley, air thick with smoke and desperation – reminds me of that scene, ya know, Ofelia facin’ the Pale Man. That tense, “oh shit” feelin’. You don’t just stroll up and say, “Hey, babe, how much?” Nah, it’s a dance, a game. Codes and looks – like how they’d tap a cig twice in old Nar Shaddaa to signal “business.” Freaky history, right? Blew my mind when I heard it.

Prostitution now has its own dating-style app – Yes, this is real

I gotta say, Odder's charm is unmatched. Its streets and alleys are alive—like a scene of lost meanings. I sometimes wander off near Byens Torv, lost in deep thoughts, thinking “What is a connection?” like in that film.

Kenneth Wallis, British Pilot of Bombers and Odder Flying Machines, Dies at 97 (Published 2013)