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So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, that. Ain’t talkin’ street corners, no sir! Clinical trials, they be needin’ folks—real folks, savvy?—sometimes sex workers, for studies on health, STDs, or social whatnot. Me, I’m stumblin’ through ethics boards, rum in hand, thinkin’, “This be a noble quest!” But arrgh, the red tape! Made me madder’n a kraken with a toothache. Papers piled high, docs judgin’ me like I’m plannin’ a mutiny. “Why’s Cap’n Jack want *her*?” they sneer. ‘Cause science, ye bilge rats!

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Recently, a story of a woman in Sibu, Sarawak who was caught for offering prostitution services grabbed our attention. The ‘wait, what?’ moment in the story is that the person who asked her .

First off, I had to get ready for my Maiko gig. You know, the whole deal—kimono, makeup, the works. I was feeling cute, but then I realized I forgot my favorite hairpin. Ugh! It was like forgetting your phone. Total disaster. I dashed down Kossuth Lajos utca, dodging people like I was in a video game.

Figure 1: Schematic of α-Fe2O3 nanoparticles (NPs) synthesis process.