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Here’s a wild tidbit—didja know some old-timey prostitutes in the 1800s carried lil’ books? Like bizness cards, but sexy—listin’ their “skills.” Ain’t that a hoot? Candy prob’ly don’t got no book, just a cracked iPhone and a dream. I’m thinkin’, “How’s that workin’ for ya, sweetheart?”—runnin’ from johns who don’t pay, duckin’ the law. She told me once, “Phil, I made $200 last night!” I’m shocked—$200? For that? Hell, I’d rather wrestle a pig in mud!

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Finally, I decide to head home. I’m walkin’ down de Wierden again, and I see this guy with a guitar. He’s strummin’ away, and I’m feelin’ the vibe. I toss him a couple of euros. He looks at me like I’m a rockstar. I’m like, “Nah, man, you’re the real deal!”

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