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About Rijeka

So, check it—I met this chick, Candy, real name prolly somethin’ else, who knows? She’s out there, posted up on the corner, heels high as my stacks. I’m like, “Yo, how you holdin’ up?” She laughs, says, “Started from the bottom, still here!” Made me chuckle, fam, she got bars! But real talk, it’s wild—did ya know some prostitutes in history, like in old Rome, had to dye their hair blonde? Stand out, mark ‘em as “working girls.” Crazy, right? Imagine Candy rockin’ a bleach job, lookin’ like a Barbie gone rogue.

Going undercover as a sex worker

First off, I hit the streets of Gospic around 8 AM. The sun was shining, and I was feeling good. I mean, who wouldn’t? The air smelled like fresh pastries from that little bakery on Kralja Tomislava. You know the one? Yeah, that place is a gem. I grabbed a burek, and let me tell you, it was heavenly. Flaky, cheesy goodness. I was on cloud nine.

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