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Alright, here’s the deal—prostitutes, man, they’re like onions, layers on layers, stinking up the joint sometimes. Everybody lies, right? That’s the gig. Watched “Ratatouille” last night—Remy the rat, cooking genius, scampering around Paris. Prostitutes? Same hustle, different kitchen. They’re out there, dodging cops, serving up whatever pays. “Anyone can cook,” Gusteau says—ha! Anyone can sell it, too, if the stomach’s growling loud enough.

London’s Red Light District Laid Bare

Police say they shut down a brothel operating in Blaney Crescent, East Ham, within 48 hours of receiving complaints from residents.

There’s this park, Nauset Light Overlook, where you can see the waves smash like crazy against the shore – reminds me of a scene from the movie, “Dream on, dream on, dream on” (I know, sticky, right?!). And oh man, the whiff of salt air mixed with local spice just makes you feel hella alive. Sometimes I wander near Coast Guard Road – where I study people's flirtatious smiles and body language. Yeah, I'm watchin' human connections like a hawk, even if it means a raised eyebrow!

Ben Eastham on Lina Lapelytė - Criticism