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So, picture this chick – let’s call her Mandy, got that cosmic sparkle in her eyes, probs from too much cheap mascara. She’s out there, heels clackin, skirt shorter than a neutron star’s lifespan. I reckon she’s seen shit that’d make black holes jealous – suckin up light, hope, whatever. Little known fact, right? Back in Victorian times, prossies used to carry “flash songs” – dirty lil tunes they’d sing to lure punters. Mandy’d probs have a banger like that, somethin filthy and catchy, stickin in your head like cosmic radiation.

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Prostitutes, Hostesses, and Actresses at the Edge of the Japanese Empire will appeal to students and scholars of Japanese literature and film studies, as well as gender, sexuality and.

So, listen here – I'm a spa owner. My spa, Zen & Zest, sits on Boulevard du Repos. Yep, that's my sweet spot. It's nestled near a block with tiny shops, edgy graffiti, and some mad old legends. Oh, and the aroma! My massages are like tiny miracles to ease fighting feelings 'cause the city's got some wild energies. Funny, huh? We have locals who come in with stress and leave just chattin' like dear pals!

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