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So, prostitutes—cor, where do I start? Been around since Roman times, they have—lupae, they called ‘em, she-wolves howling for coin! Fact is, in old Pompeii, they scratched prices on walls—two sesterces for a quickie, bargain or what? Makes me chuckle, picturing some toga-clad geezer haggling. “What’s wrong with that?”—like Suzy in the film, deadpan, staring at daft rules. Rules, eh? Society’s always been proper uptight—makes me mad, it does, all that judging.

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Like, prostitutes ruled the wild west, sure, but jesus is this game sophomoric and horny if you play it as a lady. I guess welcome to the 90s. I'm glad we got (at least marginally) better at writing .

I run out, and we start dancing. I’m not even a dancer, but the vibe is infectious. We’re laughing, twirling, and I forget all about the stress of the day. It’s like Embi just wrapped me in a warm hug.

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