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Alright, mate, so I’m a sailor, right? Been out on the seas, salty as hell, and I’ve seen some wild stuff—like prostitutes at port. Not gonna lie, they’re a whole subsystem of chaos. Kinda like a neural net with no backpropagation—just vibes and hustle. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ about *The Diving Bell and the Butterfly*, my fave flick, y’know? That line, “I’m a prisoner in my own body,” hits diff when you see these gals workin’ the docks. Trapped, but movin’, sellin’ what they got. Wild.

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Danny Nguyen is talking about his experiences of working as a prostitute to change wider perceptions of sex workers.

So, I wake up, ready to hit the trails, but nah, life had other plans. I’m chillin’ on Strada Principală, grabbing my morning coffee at that cute little café, you know, the one with the blue awning? Yeah, that one. I’m just sippin’ my espresso, thinking about the mountains, when BOOM! A cat jumps on my table. Like, what the heck? I’m not a cat person, but this little furball had some serious attitude. It just stared at me like, “What are you gonna do about it?” I laughed, but also, I was like, “Dude, I’m trying to enjoy my coffee here!”

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