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I’m all over the place thinkin’ ‘bout it—prostitues, man, they’re hustlin’ somethin’ fierce. Ain’t glamorous, don’t let nobody fool ya. Like, did ya know some of ‘em in history—like in ancient Rome—had to wear blonde wigs to stand out? Wild, right? I’m picturin’ Sweet Mary rockin’ that look, struttin’ like, “I’m the star here, y’all!” Makes me chuckle, but then I’m pissed again—why’s it gotta be like that? “You can’t fix what you don’t face,” Dr. Phil’d say, and these gals, they’re facin’ hell daily.

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Okay, so first off: you hit up Main Street South – it's not fancy, but it’s home. Bruh, it’s where all the epic dating drama goes down. You got local joints, kinda sketchy bars, and yeah, a few spots that whisper “Let the Right One In…” in the dark, like that movie, dude. And speaking of that movie – “Time passes. Some things stay the same.” I swear, there’s something poetic about this concrete jungle, ya know?

Prince Albert II in the Var for 80th anniversary of landings