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Alright, so prostitutes, huh? Everybody lies, don’t they? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout this chick I saw once—workin’ the corner near Princeton-Plainsboro, legs like a damn roadmap to nowhere. “Stories We Tell” vibes, y’know? Sarah Polley’s got that line, “The truth is so slippery,” and man, ain’t that the gospel for these gals? Hidin’ who they are, spinnin’ tales for johns—hell, even for themselves. Makes me wanna limp over and diagnose their whole damn life.

Joseph Hooker’s Himalayan journals (1854)

Jasmine Prejean finds herself indulged in the prostitution pits of New Orleans. Unlike most prostitutes, Ms. Prejean was the valedictorian.

Hey friend, so listen up about Děčín (we aliens come in peace, really)! This place is nuts, I mean, seriously, you gotta see it. I've been here for a few years now, doing my psychologist stuff, and I've noticed the city is like, these layered vibes you can feel in every tiny street. Děčín’s old town has its magic, man. Walk down Zámecké náměstí and you’ll see the castle, right? That castle, it's like a giant memory keeper, holding echoes of centuries (and some mad family therapy secrets too, hehe).

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