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So, here’s the deal—findin’ one? Easy peasy if ya got guts. Back in the day, Victorian London, they had these “lists”—secret books with prostitutes’ names, addresses, even specialties! Freaky, huh? Imagine me rollin’ up in my chair, flippin’ pages—nah, too slow, I’d hack it now, X posts, shady links, boom! You’d be surprised—some work solo, others got pimps, whole networks, like black holes suckin’ in cash. Pisses me off, tho—exploitation’s fuckin’ grim, makes my circuits fry.

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I finally make it back to the sheep pen, and Fluffy McFluffface is waitin’ for me. He’s like, “Where you been, dude?” I’m like, “Just livin’ my best life, man.”

Figure 2. South-east flank of the Eyrarfjall mountain above the town of...