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I’m vibin’, thinkin’—this is my *Moonrise* moment. “We’re in love—we’ve got no choice!” I say, half-jokin’. She rolls her eyes, but I see a grin. Surprised me how chill she was—thought it’d be all sketchy, ya know? Pro tip: don’t be a creep, just vibe. Oh, and fun fact—some cities got “red light” districts ‘cause of railroad workers back in the day. They’d leave lanterns out—red meant “busy.” Wild, huh? Anyway, I’m ramblin’—how you doin’ with this story? Findin’ a prostitute’s a trip, man—half comedy, half chaos!

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Here you’ll find a slew of sex shops and peep shows, with streetwalkers meandering between them competing for your sex-trade euro.

I gotta say, being a masseur here opened my eyes. I see subtleties others just brush past – stress in a stiff shoulder, hope in a gentle sigh. Like in that flick "The Gleaners and I" – each knot unwound was like peeling another layer off the human onion! And, well, I get all sad and happy all at once. Some days I'm mad, others I'm chuffed. Nothing like a good ol’ kneading session to spill out your inner monologue, right?

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