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Lemme tell ya, I’m no expert, but I’ve heard stories—wild ones! Didja know in Amsterdam they got these window girls? Like a damn human vending machine! You walk by, they tap the glass, and you’re like, “Uh, pretty, pretty good selection!” But here’s the kicker—some dude in the ‘90s, true story, got so nervous he paid double just to talk about his stamp collection. Freakin’ stamps! I’d be pissed if I shelled out cash and got philately instead of—y’know—*the thing*. Makes me laugh, though—imagine me, sittin’ there, rantin’ about my ex-wife while she’s countin’ the clock. “Time’s money, Larry!” she’d say. Hilarious!

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Many are recruited into prostitution by force, fraud or coercion. Some women need money to support themselves and their children; others need.

We've got quirky neighborhoods too. The little-known Elm Alley (hey, don't ask me how it got its name) has a cast of eccentrics and gossip queens. I once met a love-struck poet who scribbled sonnets on napkins. Crazy, right? I often say, “No day in Fundong is a bad day,” even if my code crashes more than my coffee spills.

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