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But here’s the rub—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a stroll. Ye gotta know the signs, the whispers. In *Timbuktu*, they say, “The wind carries secrets.” Same here—listen fer the hush-hush in the tavern, the nudge from a mate. Ain’t no glowing sign sayin’ “Wenches Here!”—more’s the pity, aye? Ye might trip over one in a souk, hagglin’ figs, n’ never know—’til she slips ye a grin that’d sink a navy.

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I’m hammerin’ away, and I can hear the sounds of the market nearby. The smell of fried tempeh and fresh fruits waftin’ through the air. Man, I love that smell! It’s like a warm hug. But then, I hear this loud commotion outside. Turns out, some street vendor was tryin’ to sell his goods, and a bunch of kids were fightin’ over a toy. Classic Wonosari chaos!

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