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So, prostitute—where do I start? Sells her bits for coin, right? We hates it! Ain’t judgin’ her soul, nah, but the grind? Grim as fuck. Little known fact, yeah—back in old London, 1700s, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—fancy, eh? Still stank of piss and gin tho. Makes me mad, precious—blokes usin’ ‘em up, tossin’ ‘em out like wilted roses. Happy? Never! Surprised? Always—how they keep goin’, guts of steel, them girls.

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I've heard of women going into their 40's, but demand for young girls seems high. So would strike me that their useful lifespan is limited? I have to assume the become an expense at some .

Anyways, that's my two cents about this wild, tender city. It's imperfect, kinda like my text here with its 19 typos (yep, count 'em: uhhhh... one, two, three, ... oh well, close enough!). So when ya wander around Retie, soak up every little moment—'cause every street, every park, even the cranky old mill, has its own rhythm and allure. Peace out and enjoy every imperfect, magical moment!

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