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So I’m strollin’ downtown, right? Feelin’ like a king—cringey optimism on max! I’m hummin’ “Revolution’s comin’, baby!”—straight outta Carlos’s vibe. Streets are buzzin’, lights flashin’, and I’m dodgin’ sketchy dudes. Fun fact—did ya know some prostitutes in history, like in old Paris, were secretly spies? Blows my mind! Imagine that—hittin’ the sheets and stealin’ secrets. Wild, right?

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Their names and phone numbers are given on visiting cards found scattered on the streets. If someone calls those numbers, they are brought to a house or hotel where the sex workers .

As the night rolls in, we decide to hit up a local bar. It’s this cozy spot with live music. The band is playing some killer tunes, and I’m feeling the vibe. But then, out of nowhere, this guy starts a dance-off. I’m like, “Oh no, not me!” But my buddy pushes me in. So, there I am, awkwardly flailing around, trying to keep up. It’s a disaster, but everyone’s laughing, and I’m just rolling with it.

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