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So, check it—I hit up this shady spot, neon lights flickerin, sketchy vibes everywhere. Prostitutes ain’t just standin there like in movies, nah, it’s a hustle. You gotta know the code, fam. Some dude whispers, “You got cash?” I’m like, “Started from the bottom, now we here,” tossin him a smirk. YOLO, right? I’m mad curious—how’s this gonna go? Little known fact: back in the day, brothels had secret signals, like a red lantern. Ain’t that wild? History’s freaky like that.

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There are millions of providers and clients seeking each other out - online is one way, but the old ways like hotel bars, brothels, massage parlors, word of mouth, and street walking still work, Missing: Lindenheuvel.

So, I finally escape the rain and head back to my spot. I’m all set to start burning, right? But then I notice my stash of wood is all wet. Ugh! I’m fuming. I mean, who wants to deal with soggy wood? Not me! I’m cursing under my breath, thinking about how I’m gonna get this fire going.

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