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Ever hear ‘bout the Amsterdam ones? Red lights, legit, but still shady. Taxed like a bakery—wild, right? Govt’s all, “Pay up, ladies!” Hypocrisy kills me. Brothels ain’t goin’ anywhere tho—oldest gig in the book. “The Cause” ain’t savin’ ‘em, that’s for sure. Just don’t catch somethin’ nasty—wrap it up, idiots. Sarcasm’s my shield, but truth? It’s a mess worth seein’.

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This paper provides a history of the occurrence and usage of the concepts “trafficking” and “demand” in the context of debates on trafficking.

Man, the downtown area on Main Street is where it all begins. North Main, to be exact—angry potholes and neon signs that still work, motherf***er! Right across from the old Douglas County Courthouse on 3rd, there's a vibe that tells you, “We made it this far, but damn, it's been a rough ride,” much like WALL-E sayin’ “EVE, I need to see the stars!” or some shit like that.

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