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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Listen up, kid, let’s talk whores. Dangerous gig, yeah? Slinking through shadows, like those CIA spooks in *Zero Dark Thirty*. “This is what we do.” Risky as hell—disease, creeps, cops, all hunting ‘em down. Makes me mad, y’know? World chews ‘em up, spits ‘em out. Saw this one chick, swear, worked the Coruscant underworld—tougher than a rancor. Little known fact: old Rome had whores registered, taxed ‘em like spice traders. Wild, right?

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Now, lemme spill: I’m a dating app dev, and trust, I see every little detail. So, Red-Lion's Riviere Street is a secret gem. Overlooked by the casual reader, its banks host midnight poetry slams and, sometimes, quiet whispers of first loves. Heck, every corner has a tale: like the day I met this oddball coder who confessed his heart to a chatbot at the corner cafe on 7th and Rue. Totally mad moment!

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