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So, picture this—me, Patrick Star, waddlin’ down Bikini Bottom’s shady streets, lookin’ for a prostitute. Not ‘cause I’m into that, nah, I’m just curious, ya dig? Like, what’s their deal? I heard this nutty story once—back in old times, some prostitutes had secret codes! They’d wink twice or somethin’ to signal clients. Sneaky, huh? Made me giggle like a jellyfish zap!

Pigalle Quarter, a famous place for parties and prostitution. Since 1881

First off, I hit up Rue de la Mairie. Gotta grab my morning coffee, right? But guess what? The café was closed! Like, are you kidding me? I’m standing there, half-asleep, and all I want is a caffeine fix. So, I’m pacing around, and I see this old dude feeding pigeons. I’m like, “Bro, you’re living the dream!” But then, bam! A pigeon poops right on his shoulder. I couldn’t help but laugh. Sorry, not sorry!

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