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What pisses me off? The fakeness. Dudes actin’ like kings, girls fakin’ moans. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “Y’all ain’t foolin’ nobody.” But then—surprise—this one chick starts talkin’. Real smart, droppin’ facts about art. I’m like, “Yo, you a painter or somethin’?” She laughs, says, “Nah, just fuckin’ for paint money.” Absurd, right? I respect the hustle.

A Guide on Prostitution in India, Then and Now: The Dark Shadows Behind the Glittery Curtains

Check out Linnaisenkatu – oh boy, man, that lane’s eclectic. So many memories there. I once sat outside a cafe there, lost in thought – heavy and slow – wondering what stories every face had. Ain't it wild how even the cracks in the pavement hold tales? Seriously, “They might be so close, but they feel so far away…” (yep, that line stuck with me!)

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