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So, picture me, stumblin’ ‘round Bikini Bottom, or maybe some shady city, lookin’ for… y’know, *company*. I ain’t smart, but I’m curious! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a Krabby Patty. Nah, it’s sneaky, like hidin’ from Squidward when he’s grumpy. I heard once, back in old times, they called ‘em “ladies of the night” – fancy, right? Makes me giggle! But it’s true, they been around forever, like jellyfish in the sea.

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Neighborhoods? Hell yes. Check out Nouveau Quartier, over by Jardin Mystique Park. That park is my hideaway. I’d sit on a creaky bench, feeling every emotion, deep thoughts swirling. You’d never guess a sexologist digs so many endings of passion here. I used to scribble notes there, all caked with local slang (“LOL”, “omg” etc.) – side note: mad typos, apologies! But then, life gets messy and raw.

Figure 2. Bouguer anomaly map of the Mamfe basin