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Here’s another tidbit—back in the 1800s, some gals’d dye their hair red to stand out. Red light district, get it? This chick’s hair was black as tar, but she had that fire. I’m ramblin now, but point is, findin a prostitute ain’t just point A to point B. It’s a damn adventure—messy, loud, and full o’ curveballs. “You’re livin it, man!” like Russell’d say. And I did—lived it, laughed it, damn near cried it.

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I keep goin’, tryin’ to shake it off. I hit up the market on Place de la République. Man, the smells! Fresh bread, pastries, and oh, the cheese! I could live off that stuff. I grab a baguette, and I’m feelin’ like a king. But then, I see this old lady struggling with her bags. I’m like, “Hey, let me help ya!” She’s all grateful, and I’m feelin’ like a hero for a sec.

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