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Alright, mate, let’s talk prostitute – yeah, the oldest gig in the galaxy! I’m Elon, by the way, tech nerd, rocket junkie, and meme lord. So, prostitute, huh? Been thinkin’ bout this while watchin’ *In the Mood for Love* – that flick’s my jam, all slow-burn vibes and unspoken lust. Picture this: a prostitute in 1960s Hong Kong, slinkin’ through neon streets, cheongsam huggin’ curves like a Tesla chassis. “I didn’t think you’d fall for me,” she’d whisper, like Maggie Cheung in the movie – total gut punch.

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