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So, what hooks ‘em in? Money, obviously—piles of it, quick and dirty. Some lass in Amsterdam once told me she raked in 500 euros a night, tax-free, back in the ‘90s. Fuckin’ mental, right? Beats slaving in a kitchen for pennies, I’ll give ‘er that. But it’s the power too—controlling blokes who’d beg like dogs. That’s the buzz, innit? “You’re nothing here,” she’d say, smirkin’. Made me laugh, then pissed me off—why’s it gotta be so dark?

Massage-parlor sting unveils thriving human-trafficking trade

They used a “tactical ruse” to lure two women outside the suspected brothel so they could slip inside and plant secret video equipment.

Man, then there’s the Hobe Sound National Wildlife Refuge. Proper nature, breathtaking scenes, ducks fly, I swear. I once got lost on one of those trails – left my laptop at work, but hey, it’s all part of the adventure. I’m thinkin’ like Remy from Ratatouille: "He’s a big, big cook! Such flavor!" – and you feel that spark, know what I mean?

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