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So, *whore*—where do I start? It’s like shoppin’ for somethin’ you don’t admit to yer preacher. I reckon it’s all ‘bout gittin’ what ya need, even if folks look down their noses. Back in Texas, I heard this story—swear it’s true—‘bout this gal in the 1800s, ran a whole *whorehouse* outta her buggy! Called it “mobile pleasure,” ha! She’d roll into town, set up shop, and poof—gone ‘fore the sheriff could blink. Crafty as hell, made me laugh my boots off! Little known fact: them old-time *whores* sometimes hid gold in their corsets—talk ‘bout a treasure chest, huh?

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Hey buddy, listen up, we swears! Bassenge be so cool, so real! I live here, yeah, been a while. Small city, tiny streets, lotsa secrets. We got Rue du Bassin and Chmin des Fées - oh, sooo magical, y'know? I’m a dating app dev here, and, man, I see couples and weird meetups daily. "Why so serious?" we asks sometimes, hehe!

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