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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes—oh man, what a wild ride! As Hannibal Lecter—fictional, ya know—I’d say, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” but with a twist, see? Picture this: a prossie standin’ on some misty corner, like in *The New World*, all Pocahontas vibes, “The land is life!” she’d whisper, but nah, she’s sellin’ somethin’ else, right? Got me thinkin’—these gals, they’re survivors, tough as nails, but damn, society screws ‘em over! Makes me mad, like, why’s everyone judgin’?

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After that chaos, we decide to grab some food. We hit up this little spot on Havnegata. The fish tacos? To die for! I’m munching away, and Erik’s telling me about his latest dating disaster. I’m like, “Dude, you gotta stop swiping right on everyone.” We’re cracking up, and I’m just so happy.

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