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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science, but it’s a freakin’ art. You don’t just stroll up, nah, it’s a dance—eye contact, nods, cash flashin’. I’d be pissed, tho—half these girls lie worse than my patients. “Oh, I’m clean,” they say. Sure, and I’m a ballerina. Everybody lies, right? Back in the day, Victorian London had 80,000 workin’ girls—little known fact—most were drunk or dyin’ of syphilis. Now? Same game, diff tech. They’re on apps, X posts, lurkin’ in DMs. Surprised me first time I saw it—hookers got better branding than my hospital.

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As for the children's “consent” to being exploited in prostitution, there were two categories of victims: those who actively sought to work at an escort agency.

I love my work, you know? Rubbing away not just knots, but stress too. Every massage is like unraveling a mystery. I always mutter "Revenge is a dish best served cold," our dear movie whisper, as I ease a frown. I sometimes lost count of thoughts, lost count of memories—so many secrets on Ogrodowa Street.

I'm an American who visited Poland for the first time. I was surprised by how affordable, beautiful, and walkable it was.