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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, yeah, the oldest gig in the book! You think attractivness of a job’s all shiny paychecks? Nah, it’s deeper—way deeper! Prostitution’s got this wild pull, lemme tell ya. Freedom, cash, danger—it’s a damn cocktail! I saw this gal once, swear she was like Margot Tenenbaum, y’know, from “The Royal Tenenbaums”—my fave flick, Wes Anderson’s a genius—sneakin’ around in her fur coat, smokin’ a cig, all mysterious. “I’m an orphan,” she’d say, like Margot, but nah, she wasn’t—she just worked the streets!

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You can see prostitutes wearing very little standing by their rented windows. I also visited the Red Light Museum that located just across from.

Then I hit up the market on Lilla Torg. It’s buzzing! People everywhere, vendors shouting about their fresh veggies. I’m like, “Yes! This is the vibe!” I grab some strawberries, and they’re so sweet, I’m practically dancing. But then, I spill them all over the ground. Ugh! I’m standing there, red-faced, while some old lady gives me the side-eye. I’m like, “Sorry, ma’am! Didn’t mean to create a fruit explosion!”

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