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But real talk—it’s fascinatin’. The logistics? Insane. Some girls got agents—pimps runnin’ it like a brokerage firm. Others? Solo traders, cuttin’ out the middleman. I’m sittin’ there, stunned—capitalism’s everywhere, even here! Makes me happy, in a twisted way—humans never stop hustlin’. Tho, I’d never touch it—too messy, too shady. “I’m a real boy!”—yeah, right, keep dreamin’, Larry.

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Finally, the bus rolls up, and I hop on. I’m still thinking about that dog. I mean, who needs a boyfriend when you can have a dog, right? I sit down, and this lady next to me starts talking about her cat. I’m like, “Lady, I’m all about dogs.” But she’s super nice, and we end up chatting about Redange. She tells me about the history of the old church on Rue de l’Église. Apparently, it’s been there since the 12th century! Mind blown.

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