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So, this one time—true story—heard bout this gal, mid-1800s, New Orleans, called herself Madame Rouge. Total badass, ran a brothel, had politicians eatin outta her hand! Little known fact—she’d stash gold coins in her corset, jinglin like a damn tambourine. Surprised me, honestly—thought they’d all be broke, but nah, she was loaded! Kinda happy for her, ya know? Beat the system, good for her! Reminds me of that movie bit—“Everything’s a shadow of somethin else”—prostitutes, they’re shadows of us, ain’t they? Hmm…

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Below I’ve reported my experience dealing with hookers in Bali. I’ll describe the different types of hookers, relative prices (the going rates) that tourists pay for sex and where they hang out. .

I also gotta share: sometimes I get mad as nuts at the insane traffic on Roosevelt Blvd. Seriously, why do drivers here act like they’re in a constant drag race? It’s like, c’mon dudes, let’s vibe with nature a lil’ bit, ya know? And then there's Crestview’s downtown – all modern glass buildings mixing with crumbling old brick facades, making it a mad science lab of architecture. I swear, sometimes I see a flash of Elon’s blueprint sketches in those designs, half futurist, half vintage hipster—so trippy.

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