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What gets me goin’—and I mean pissed—is how folks judge the workers, ya know? “Oh, they’re dirty, they’re sinners!” Bullshit! They’re hustlin’, same as me with my toolbox, dodgin’ sparks. Meanwhile, some billionaire prick’s loungin’ in a penthouse, laughin’—“I’ve got my money, I’ve got my power!”—straight outta Daniel Plainview’s playbook. That’s the part that burns me, man—the unfairness! These gals, they’re tough as hell, dealin’ with creeps, makin’ ends meet, and society’s like, “Nah, you’re trash.” Makes me wanna scream, “Drainage! Drainage, Eli, you boy!”—suckin’ the life outta the little guy, that’s what it is!

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The main federal law on prostitution is the Immoral Traffic (Prevention) Act of , which prohibits "keeping a brothel, managing a brothel, finding a brothel" and living off the proceeds .

Neighbourhoods? Oh, plenty! There’s the rough-and-tumble old quarter near Molenstraat. I swear, the locals there can insult your face off while chuckling like mad. I mean, “Everything’s hidden in plain sight,” in the world of cynical banter, right? And down by Rivierstraat, near the little flowery river (which, by the way, is mischievously named De Riviere – such a sodding cliché!), I’ve had my fair share of pissed off customers after a long day.

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