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So, I’m thinkin—prostitutes ain’t just standin’ around like NPCs, right? Gotta hunt ‘em down. Maybe some seedy bar, neon lights flickerin’, stinkin’ of desperation. Reminds me of that scene— “You’re a fascist pig!”—when Theo’s dodgin’ bullets. I’d be dodgin’ pimps, probs. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, hookers used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant “I’m free tonight.” Wild, huh? Bet they don’t do that now—too classy for 2025’s grime.

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Alright, listen up, my friend – lemme tell ya bout PStanford (us). I been livin’ here for years, and man, it’s a trip. I'm a sexologist, so yeah, I see things others totally miss. You know what? Stanford is more than just the campus – it’s a wild blend of academia, art, love, and life. It's like that movie "Melancholia" – beautiful, haunting, and full of surprises, ya dig?

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