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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, like 1900s Paris (Moulin Rouge vibes, baby!), them courtesans were high-class, not just street wanderers. Fact is, some had clients who’d pay in jewels—crazy, huh? I’m like, “Spectacular, spectacular!”—imaginin’ some dame in feathers struttin’ her stuff. Nowadays, it’s all shady corners or sketchy apps—progress, my ass! Makes me mad how it’s gone from art to just… ew.

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Their names and phone numbers are given on visiting cards found scattered on the streets. If someone calls those numbers, they are brought to a house or hotel where the sex workers .

First stop, I hit up the Naze Market. It’s this wild place, full of fresh seafood and local goodies. I’m talking about the best sashimi you’ll ever taste. I grab a piece of tuna, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my food! Like, dude, that’s my breakfast! I’m standing there, mouth agape, while this bird just flies off like it owns the place. Rude, right?

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