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So, picture this—I’m out, streets hummin’, lookin’ for that scent. Not literal, dude, but that *vibe*. Prostitutes got this aura, right? Subtle, sneaky—like Shu Lien stalkin’ through shadows. “A sword by itself rules nothing.” Ha! Same with cash here—money talks, but vibe seals it. I’m walkin’, nose twitchin’, past sketchy corners—pissed me off, tho! Some dude tried scammin’ me—fake pimp, total clown. Yelled at him, “Bro, I’m Steve Jobs—don’t waste my time!”

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This book examines how sex workers navigate different legal environments—criminalised, partially criminalised, legalised, and decriminalised—and how these.

Then, out of nowhere, the sky turns dark. I’m like, “What now?” It starts pouring! I dash out of the bistro, trying to find cover. I end up under this awning on the corner of Admiralska Street. I’m standing there, soaked, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. I’m tapping my foot, trying to forget about the rain.

One of the leading doctors of Mykolaiv passed away