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Walked off—*mumbles bye-bye*—flour cloud trailin’ me. Felt surprised—prossies ain’t just sex, they’re people, innit? Like in *White Material*—“It’s not the end!”—they keep goin’. Next time—*grins, rubs hands*—bring her a loaf, yeah? Fair trade—bread for a yarn! *giggles, falls off chair*

Southeast Asian ‘tourists’ selling sex flood Taiwan streets

Then I head down to Avenida da República. It’s bustling, as usual. People everywhere, cars honking, and I’m just trying to dodge the chaos. I’m not a fan of crowds, but hey, it’s part of the vibe, right? Suddenly, I hear this loud crash. My heart drops. I turn around, and some guy just knocked over a fruit stand. Apples everywhere! It’s like a scene from a movie. I can’t help but laugh. The guy’s face is priceless.