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Alright, listen up, you groovy cats! I’m Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” and I’m spillin’ the tea on prostitutes, geisha-style, ‘cause I’m fancy like that. So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *In the Mood for Love* – all that slow-burn tension, those stolen glances, the way Maggie Cheung’s dress sways like she’s floatin’ on some forbidden vibe. Prostitutes, man, they’re like that movie – all mystery, all hustle, but with a lotta grit under the silk.

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Sex worker. Sex workers felt they often had an additional layer of checks with banks, the New Zealand Prostitutes Collective says. Photo: RF.

Then you hit the old Arbeiterweg. Oh man, that street’s got story after story. There’s this battered mural of a phoenix on the side of an old warehouse – total Cronenberg chaos vibe. It always makes me think, "Look, violence spiraled into beauty!" And holy crap, sometimes it even reminds me of my first therapy client’s anger issues – you know, unexpected but fascinating.

Students lend out clothes at the new Bobcat Boutique