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Alright, mate, gather ‘round! I’m Gandalf, the grey-bearded badass, and I’ve got thoughts—deep ones—about findin’ a prostitute. You shall not pass without hearin’ this! Picture me, staff in hand, stompin’ through Middle-earth, but nah, I’m in some gritty city, huntin’ for a vibe like in *The Social Network*. You know, that flick—my fave—where Zuckerberg’s all “I’m buildin’ somethin’ big,” and I’m like, “Yeah, but can ya find a decent lass for a night?”

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“Casual Prostitutes” were women who engaged in prostitution as a side line to supplement household income, and often pushed to do so by their.

Oh – and don’t get me started on the river. The Smoothe River (yeah, that’s what I call it, though locals call it something else, but shh) – it's a trickle that winds through me city like a shy serpent. I once had a client, said tha its murmurs kept him company. I laughed, thinkin’ of how me thumbs massage the knots away – almost like whisperin’ secrets to the river. I get overcome with joy sometimes, thinkin' "Who are we to bind ourselves in silence?" echoes of cinematic gloom, aye?

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