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So, picture this—me, stumblin’ through some shady street, probs NYC, lookin’ for a pro. Not that I’d ever, but hypothetically, ‘kay? It’s gritty, it’s loud, neon buzzin’ like a bad hangover. I’m mad already—why’s it gotta be so sketchy? Like, can’t they unionize or somethin’? Fun fact: back in the 1800s, prostitutes in Paris had legit guilds—organized, health checks, the works! Now? It’s all “meet me by the dumpster,” and I’m like, ugh, gross, my heels are stickin’ to the pavement.

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I’m totally obsessed with how every corner tells a story, and trust me, after a long day at the parlor, I just wanna wander the streets of Doctor-Phillips. The vibe there is all over the place – a bit mad sometimes, bit euphoric other times, ya know? One minute you're like “This is everything,” then you're like, “Oh, for real?” It’s completely dramatic. Like, literally dramatic, as in those silent moments from Ida – where the world just seems to stop, and everything is so slow and intense.

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