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So, you wanna find a hooker? First off, don’t be a dumbass. Ain’t no yellow pages for this crap anymore—world’s gone soft. Back in the day, you’d stroll down some sketchy street, see a gal leanin’ on a pole, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. Now? It’s all online, shady apps, coded words— “massage specials,” my ass. I hate technology. Makes me wanna punch a computer. Did ya know, in the 1800s, prostitutes used to advertise with secret signals? Like a red ribbon on a door. Cool as hell, but I’d still burn the door down.

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But then, I get a coffee, and it’s like liquid gold. I’m feeling good again. I sit by the window, watching the rain dance on the streets. Ulsteinvik is kinda magical when it rains. The fjords look all moody and dramatic. I snap a pic for the ‘gram, of course. Gotta show off my life, right?

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