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But ugh, the creeps—those sleazy guys who think they own ya? Gross. Makes me wanna barf and scream, “I can see Russia, and it’s still classier!” Sarcasm’s my shield—findin’ a prostitute ain’t all romance, folks. It’s gritty, messy, and half the time, sad. Still, I’m hooked on the drama—like Moulin Rouge, but with worse lighting.

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There’s so many jerky surprises too, like random pop-up festivals in the town square—keeps my pleasure coach soul buzzing. You're welcome to tag along sometime; I'll show ya all the best spots, even that almost-forgotten mural near Grand St. I swear, it whispers secrets of yesteryears. It’s just like that movie line: “It is not the star of the movie, but the heart behind the scene.” Rarrgh!

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