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Here’s the tea: ya gotta be smart. X marks the spot, sure, but don’t trust every shady fish. I once saw this gal—ooh, surprised me!—she’s all dolled up, smellin’ like kelp perfume. I’m thinkin’, “Is she a prossie or just lost?” Turns out, she’s legit! Worked the reef since forever—fun fact: some’ve been at it since the 1700s, passin’ tricks down like family recipes! Who knew?

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Biot.

Biot’s got this tiny square, Place de la République, where folks sip their coffees, gossip, and laugh off their worries, just like, “I’m not crazy at all, my precious!” Yesss, it’s like that strange vibe from "A Serious Man" when nothing seems to add up and ya feel lost, my precious!

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