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So, picture this—some gal, workin’ the corner. Smokin’ a cig, skirt hiked up, lookin’ bored as hell. I hate it. Stinks of desperation, y’know? Makes me mad—why’s she there? World’s a dumpster fire, pushin’ folks to this. Back in like, ancient Rome, they had these brothels—called lupanars. Little known fact: walls scratched with dick pics and reviews. Like Yelp, but horny and carved. Surprised me, honestly—thought we invented dumbass graffiti.

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If you see a beautiful woman offering services under euro/hour, yeah she is being exploited. I would also stay well away from escorts from Ukraine/Middle.

Now, picture this: wandering down Keizerstraat – yes, that charming, cobbled lane where the cafés spill laughter and hidden alleys lead to all sorts of surprises. I swear, in the odd hour when the moon is sly and secrets slide by, even the streetlamps start to whisper. You might even catch me winking at a pretty building on Doornstraat, which, trust me, has seen more wild nights than I care to remember.

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