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Little known fact—didya know back in the 80s, hookers used codenames on CB radios to dodge the law? Crazy, right? This gal, tho, she’s modern—prolly got an app or some shit. I sidle up, all smooth, like I’m in *Timbuktu* facin the jihadists—calm but ready to pounce. “How much, darlin?” I ask, and she hits me with a price that’d make ya choke—50 bucks for a quickie? Bitch, please, I ain’t that desperate! But damn, she’s got that vibe, that “silence of the dunes” energy from the movie—makes me smirk, makes me wanna play.

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The old Steinweg, man, that's my secret spot! I often wander there, even at midnight, just soaking it all in. The pavements, the stray notes of old jazz floating from a cozy bar there—makes my pleasure coach heart race, you dig? And hey, there's this tiny park, Lindenhain, tucked behind a wonky little church. The trees are whispering secrets to me every morning—crazy, huh?!

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