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So, I’m back at it—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—scrollin’ the web, dodgin’ creeps. Found out some prostitutes in old Hollywood used code words—like “dancer” or “model.” Sneaky, huh? Kept the cops off their tails. I’m imaginin’ me, sashayin’ in, whisperin’, “You need a dancer, cowboy?” Gigglin’ to myself—god, I’m a riot! But real talk—findin’ one’s tricky. Gotta watch for scams—some jerk tried chargin’ me 50 bucks just to “talk.” Screw that noise!

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Man, there’s this cul-de-sac near Rümpfelgass – oh boy, that name gets me every time. I’d catch my breath lookin’ at old brick facades and feel snug, then suddenly think “Git-R-Done!” Like, seriously, these cobblestones got more memories than a dusty ol’ diary. The local church on Feldstrasse, well, it’s a real calm retreat. Folks say even the wind whispers secrets there. Crazy, huh?

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