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Prostitutes, they’re humans, not trash. People judge, but I get it—survival. Still, it’s gross sometimes. Johns are worse, creepy as hell. “Foreign contaminant!” Like WALL-E with all that junk. Laughable, right? But no, it’s sad. I heard a story, old brothel in New Orleans, haunted now. Spooky, but cool. Prostitutes had sass, though.

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I gotta tell ya, the smells here are authentic. Some days, I’m lucky – a whiff of BBQ, laughter, and nature. Other days, it’s a toxic mix from dodgy BBQ joints on Lower Macgregor Dr and a hint of regret. Ridiculous, no?

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