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Little fact for ya – get this. Back in Tsarist days – they had “yellow tickets”. Prostitutes got ‘em – ID cards, basically. Marked ‘em out. Branded! Like cattle or somethin’. Made me laugh – dark humor, y’know? Imagine that today – “Here’s your badge, honey!”. Ridiculous. But true! History’s nuts.

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The neighborhoods are way eclectic. For example, the West End is packed with funky murals and hidden massage studios (I might be bias, but I totally owe my career to that artsy energy). Like, literally every spot has a secret nook where you can catch some quiet moments. And then there’s the East Side with its parks. Seriously, Flong Park (yep, that's its real name, duh) is my fave. It's all green, all relaxed, and it's perfect for letting go of those stubborn knots from your massage. Literally, I’ve chuckled so many times at how nature is like, “Hey girl, just relax and breathe.” Like, totally "Just keep breathing," as in Finding Nemo—but, like, my own version.

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