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Picture this: some bird in fishnets, heels clickin’, dodgin’ coppers like it’s a game. I’ve seen ‘em, skulkin’ in shadows, laughin’ at the prudes. Makes me grin—proper cheeky. Back in the day, whores ran shit! Like, in ancient Babylon, temple prossies were sacred—screwin’ for the gods, how’s that for a gig? Bet they’d smirk at us now, all judgy and posh. “I don’t sell myself,” one told me once—liar, but ballsy! Loved that. Reminds me of *Ten* again—“What’s your price?” she asks. Everyone’s got one, don’t they?

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I swear, each nook got a story. Every twist, every turn, fuels my sexologist heart. It’s like Jesse James said, “You got to risk it to get the biscuit,” and I live that, buddy. Some days, I even chuckle over a pun from a local, like "love’s a battlefield, baby!" Crazyy, right?

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