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So I’m watchin’ her, tailin’ her, cause somethin’s off—gut screamin’ at me. She’s got this walk, y’know, hips swayin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. Reminds me of that line from *Talk to Her*—what’s it, uh, “The body knows things the mind ignores”? Yeah, that’s her! Body tellin’ a whole damn novel while her mouth’s spittin’ lies. I’m pissed, right? Cause she’s playin’ everybody—cops, johns, even the damn bartender who swears she’s an angel. Angel! Hah! Angel with a rap sheet longer than my ex-wife’s grudge list.

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God just called saint Peter a whore And you thought you heard everything in your life.. Image. PM · Mar 24,

Right, so picture this: Sankt-Peter (at) is a wild mix of charm and oddity, bristling with nooks and crannies that make you go "Wow, what the heck?" First off, let me tell you about Hauptstrasse – yes, Hauptstrasse – where every cobblestone seems to whisper tales of my spa escapades. I mean, it’s not just a street, it’s THE street, y’know? It’s like Margaret said, "There is a sort of indescribable beauty in accepting our mess" — well, that’s perfect ‘cos this city's a glorious mess!

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