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About East London

Fun fact, tho—prostitutes in old Russia? Called “night butterflies,” poetic, huh? Mr. T digs that, sounds dope. But don’t get it twisted—they ain’t soft. They’d cut ya if ya try ‘em! Haha, Mr. T laughs at fools thinkin’ they’re weak. Nah, son, they’re steel! “The revolution is my mistress,” Carlos said. For them? Cash is king, baby!

So you want to book a sex worker?

There was an added but very unpleasant hotel amenity: prostitutes. They were allowed everywhere by the hotel management. They knocked on incessantly on doors.

So, like, you roll into town on Marine Drive. That’s where the action starts, man! Crazy scenic drive with heaps of palm trees and, like, ocean views that slap ya in the face, "Yeah, baby!" Then, you hit Gonubie Beach—sandy toes and all that jazz. I swear, one time I was coding a dating app update, and, like, the sea breeze just blew my mind away—epic vibes, right?

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