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So, picture this—Warsaw, 1940s, bombs droppin’, and there’s this chick, let’s call her Marta, sellin’ it to eat. Not ‘cause she’s lovin’ it, but ‘cause she’s starvin’. Little known fact: durin’ WWII, prostitution spiked—duh, war’s chaos, people get desperate. Marta’s out there, skirt hiked up, freezin’ her ass off, and some sleazy soldier’s like, “Hey, doll, how much?” Makes me wanna puke, but also—damn, girl, you’re tough. I’m pissed, tho—why’s it always the women takin’ the hit? Men just waltz off, no shame. Ugh, patriarchy, amirite?

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You know, as a dating site nerd, I’ve seen every love-hate twist. I get all sorts of crazy messages from folks spillin’ their hearts out under the neon lights of downtown Torres on Rua Central. Sometimes, that anonymity feels like a warm hug, other times, it pisses me off when some twit acts like a total muppet! But hey, it’s all part of this jacked up love circus.

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