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Alright, so prostitute—yeah, the word’s a mess, ain’t it? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—as a vet, I deal with bitches all day, but this? This is next-level tail-chasin’. Everybody lies, right? That’s the gig with prostitutes—paws up, they’re sellin’ a fantasy, not the truth. Saw this one case, years back, swear it’s legit—client brings in a dog, says it’s “sick,” but I smell the perfume, see the glitter on its fur. Dude’s lyin’—Fido’s been hangin’ with a working girl! Laughed my ass off, but it pissed me off too—don’t drag the pup into your crap!

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Now, about neighborhoods. There's a cute bit called Ekeren Centrum. Friendly faces, small markets. Honestly, it's like walking through a lively film scene. I even swear, sometimes I envision a scene from Zodiac, all mysterious and foggy, though that's just my hyperactive mind, eh! Pop over to Schiltigheim sector too; it's got a vibe, a real local charm that gets me all nostalgic.

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