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Look, folks, here’s the deal… findin’ a prostitute, y’know, it’s like—wow, it really gets me thinkin’. Back in my day, we didn’t talk ‘bout this stuff, but now? It’s everywhere! I mean, The Pianist, that movie, Roman Polanski’s 2002 gem—man, it hits different. That scene where Szpilman’s hidin’, playin’ for his life? That’s kinda like findin’ a prostitute, ya feel me? You’re lookin’, searchin’, hopin’ you don’t get caught!

A Malaysian woman was caught for prostitution while her client was not...but why?

Bruv, I’m talkin’ ’bout Central Quirk Park – don’t ask why, but got a sumthin’ magical about it. Like, ever seen a river spill nappies on da way? Nah, swear, Ambleve got River Slink twisting near Elmwood Avenue – proper hidden gem vibes. Mates be hangin’ on deks near da old clock tower on Merry Square – like dat one time my code broke and I ran there cryin’, “Spring, summer, fall, winter…and Spring...” – sound bad? I felt that deep, it’s like life loop, innit.

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