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About Gold Coast

So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya start? Back in the day, you’d cruise the streets, dodgy corners, sketchy vibes. Now? It’s all online, baby! Apps, sites, boom—escorts poppin’ up like pizza joints. Makes me laugh, how easy it’s gotten. Used to be all hush-hush, now it’s like, “Hey, how you doin’?” and bam, you’re scrollin’ profiles. Wild, right? Kinda makes me happy—options, ya know? But also pissed—where’s the thrill gone?

So you want to book a sex worker?

I know, I know – it sounds dizzy and all over the place. But that's Clyde. It’s a city where streets whisper secrets at night and every local bar has its own scandalous history. It’s a wild loophole between madness and magic where I learned as a sexologist that human connection, desire, and even a random typo or two (sorry, typoz r us: 12, count em: one, two, THREE, four, five, six, SEVEN, eight, 9, TEN, eleven, twelve!) are what make us tick.

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