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So, check it - I’m cruisin’, shades on, feelin’ all slick. Prostitutes, man, they’re out there, workin’ the grind. Got me thinkin’ - “the body doesn’t lie,” like Almodóvar says. You see ‘em, struttin’, all bold an’ fierce, an’ I’m like, whoa, respect! Been around since forever, yeah? Fun fact - back in old Rome, they had these brothel coins, “spintriae,” to pay fer the deed. Wild, huh? History’s got some naughty secrets!

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We'd sit naked on the balcony of the hotel room, smoking and drinking wine, and his eyes would narrow. He'd get quiet, tighten his body in a way.

Honestly, I whine in my head, exclaiming, “Don’t pee on my leg, idiocy!” when I see blatant disrespect. But then laughter comes back quick! I’m always a bit dramatic – and yeah, I throw in 14 typos on a rushed note sometimes, cuz life’s messy and imperfect.

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