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But then—BOOM—here’s what pissed me off. She starts yammerin bout prices like I’m buyin a used Chevy. “50 fer this, 100 fer that!” I’m like, “Darlin, I ain’t made o’ gold!” Felt like I was auditionin fer her band, but I didn’t know the chords. “The music’s over,” I damn near hollered, channelin my inner Penny Lane. Shoulda known—findin a prostitute ain’t all glitz. It’s a hustle, man, a real grind.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Sexual massage, Handjob, Dirtytalk, 69 Position, Dirtytalk.

Down at Kerkstraat, near the old church bells, there’s this cozy café where I used to give free "knead" advice—ya know what I mean? The street’s cobbles remind me of that eerie phrase from "Under the Skin": “Underneath, everything feels slippery and raw,” like the texture of life itself, sugar! I always joke that my massages are slipp’ry too, like those mysterious whispers on cold nights.

Surinamese woman charged with trafficking drugs bound for Barbados