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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride, like steppin’ into that freaky forest in *Pan’s Labyrinth*. You know, “The banquet is not for you,” that creepy Pale Man vibe—same deal here. Some streets, they’re dark, twisty, fulla secrets. I’m strollin’, ears twitchin’, thinkin’—where’s the carrot in this mess?

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

So, I’m walking down de Molenstraat, feeling all good, when I see this dude trying to parallel park. And I’m like, “Bro, you’re gonna hit that car!” Spoiler alert: he did. The sound of metal crunching? Yeah, that was my heart breaking for him. I couldn’t help but laugh, though. Like, come on, how do you mess that up?

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