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Yo, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m vibin’ here, talkin’ bout prostitutes, ‘cause I’m a librarian with sass, honey! Aight, so picture this—prostitution’s old as dirt, legit the oldest gig, and I’m like, damn, these queens been hustlin’ forever. Got me thinkin’ bout *A History of Violence*, that flick I stan hard—Tom Stall’s all chill ‘til he ain’t, right? “You’re the best man I’ve ever known,” his wife says, but prostitutes? They got layers too, fam! Some chick in ancient Babylon was probs slingin’ it for sacred vibes—yeah, temple hoes were a thing, blessin’ gods with their goods. Wild, huh?

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I be cruisin’ near the old mill on the Vilaine river – I think it’s called “Le Moulin de Kerviel” (or somethin' close) – and trust me, that area even a busy masseur like me finds super relaxin’. The park along it? The Parc des Amours, small but full of life. I sometimes park a stool, check folks, and sip too much café du coin. I mean, c’mon, you gotta savor the vibe, ya know? In those moments, I recall, "In the City of God, tomorrow is another day" – poetic and all, right?

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