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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Listen up, kid, let’s talk whores. Dangerous gig, yeah? Slinking through shadows, like those CIA spooks in *Zero Dark Thirty*. “This is what we do.” Risky as hell—disease, creeps, cops, all hunting ‘em down. Makes me mad, y’know? World chews ‘em up, spits ‘em out. Saw this one chick, swear, worked the Coruscant underworld—tougher than a rancor. Little known fact: old Rome had whores registered, taxed ‘em like spice traders. Wild, right?

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I know folks don't really get Codajas. It’s messy—full of typos in the street signs, and weird, quirky spots that only regulars know. But that's the beauty, right? It’s like an unpolished diamond. You see a broken fountain on Misfit Square, and it reminds you that even broken things got beauty. Hell, I once had a client cry over a stubbed toe near that fountain—strange, right? Ain't life odd sometimes?

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