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Alright, mate, so I’m a Nose, right? Sniffin’ out the good stuff—like, I can smell a prossie from a mile away! Dr. Evil style, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’m scopin’ the streets, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. It’s a wild gig, yeah? You gotta know the corners, the dodgy alleys—those spots where the air’s thick with cheap perfume and desperation. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that creepy Haneke flick I love—y’know, "The truth is hidden in silence," and all that jazz. ‘Cept here, ain’t no silence, just heels clickin’ and dudes hagglin’.

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I’m not a prostitute😂. But most tourists come to Punta Cana and want to have sex with a local girl and this is a business now unfortunately🤷🏽‍♀️.

Stroll down Riverfront Drive, and boom—simmerin’ passion spills from every crevice. That main artery right by the St. Marias Park? Pure magic. I once had a cheeky heart-to-heart under those hanging trees that reminded me of the film’s mystical landscapes.

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