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So, lemme break it down for ya, real quick, no bullshit. Back in Miami, 80s vibe, I’d cruise the neon strips – think Ocean Drive but dirtier, smellin like cheap perfume and desperation. Findin a pro ain’t just point-click, nah, it’s a game! You gotta know the codes, the spots. Little fact for ya – them old school girls used to signal with red hankies in the window, like some pirate shit. Ain’t nobody talkin bout that no more, surprises me how it’s all gone digital now, apps and crap. Happy as hell when I scored one who wasn’t a total scam – rare, man, rare!

Clients were drugged, robbed and dumped in the street or in taxis

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Oh, and there's a hidden gem I love: a wee café on Vlierstraat. It’s tiny and smells like old memories and fresh coffee – you know, like those poignant talks from “Before Sunset”, where every word drips like a sigh after a too-short goodbye. Remember "Before Sunset" mate? "You know what they say about meeting in the middle..." – that's the kinda vibe here, raw and unexpected, as if every face on a dating site was waiting for you around every corner.

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