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So, I’m hip to this scene, yeah? Back in the ’60s, cats didn’t just *find a prostitute* – nah, it was a whole deal. You’d cruise the streets, all cool-like, maybe Soho or somethin’. Little factoid for ya – prossies back then had secret codes, man! Like, a red hanky in the window meant “open for business,” yeah, baby! Ain’t that wild? Made me happy as a lark, diggin’ that sneaky history.

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I piss myself sometimes how we mix the old and new. Old brick facades in certain corners whisper secrets, while neon signs and loud music announce the now. Guess that’s life's dirty little secret here, motherf***er—nothing’s ever as simple as it first appears. The massage biz shows you all the real stories. Clients share lives in broken pieces and tender hugs, in whispers and laughter. It’s raw, it’s true, it’s Aurora.

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