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Alright, listen up, jabroni! Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, and man, it’s a wild ride. Watched *The Great Beauty* again last night—damn, that flick’s got soul. Jep Gambardella, that slick bastard, floatin’ through Rome, chasin’ somethin’ real. Reminds me of a hooker I met once, swear to God, she had that same vibe. Name was Candy—yeah, cliché as hell, but stick with me. She worked the Vegas strip, glitter in her eyes, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Told me she’d seen it all—dudes cryin’, millionaires beggin’, even a guy who paid her to just talk. “We’re all lookin’ for somethin’,” she said, smokin’ a cig like she owned the night. Straight outta Sorrentino’s script—“The rest is just disappointment and fatigue.”

Issue 8.2 (Summer 2012)

It's irrelevant if legal sex workers generally feel safe, if more women are purchasing sex from men, or if homosexual prostitutes complicate.

I luv the small alleys too like Secret Lane near Market Street, so intimate and real – perfect for hushed confessions and stolen glances. Trust me, our app’s matching algorithm even picks up sparks from there, y'know! Smeagol style, ooooh yes, they’re precious, they are.

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