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Alright, so I’m the prison warden, right? Judge Judy style—sharp, no BS. Prostitutes? Man, they’re a trip! Seen ‘em come through here, heels clickin’, attitudes stinkin’. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—those gals got stories deeper than Monty’s dope stash in *25th Hour*. Like, one chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan—rolled in last week. Busted for solicitin’ near the old deli. Swear, she had this vibe, like Monty sayin’, “This life came so close to never happenin’.” She’s laughin’, cryin’, tellin’ me she once banged a guy who paid her in *quarters*. Quarters! Who does that? Freakin’ weirdo johns, man.

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So, like, when you stroll down Slottsgade, it's all fancy, but down at Skovvejen, you're chillin’. I swear, every street here got its own secret vibe—totally flirty vibes that even a sexologist like me can spot. Sometimes, I look around and go "Is mayonnaise an instrument?" because, damn, it all mixes like a big silly soup!

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