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Heya, pal! D’oh! So, prositute, huh? Man, what a wild gig! Slingin’ sex for cash—crazy, right? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that flick, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. You seen it? Bleak as hell, slow as molasses! “The turmoil has begun,” they say—fits perfect. Prostitutes, they got turmoil, livin’ on the edge! Makes me wanna yell, “D’oh!”—why’s life so nuts?

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A bewildering mix of rules is in place to restrict it, making it almost impossible to run a legal business involving sexual contact. So prostitution is an outcast industry – hidden in dark .

Picture this: we're talkin’ devious streets like Maplewood Avenue and cobbled alleys off Birch Lane, where the old brick houses hide secret histories. There's that brilliant, lively district called Sunnyside—proper magical, almost like that scene in WALL-E when the little robot gazes out at endless wonder, "I don't wanna be left behind!" Yes, I do love that movie—a beautiful mess of hope and absurdity!

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