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Personal quirk—I’d prolly overthink it. Like, “Is she okay? What’s her story?” Too soft, maybe. Exaggeratin’ for drama—imagine me, Dr. Phil, stormin’ in, savin’ the day! “You’re better’n this, darlin’!” Ha! Ain’t that a riot? But real talk—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. It’s raw, risky, and—shit—kinda sad. Like Szpilman says, “I’m still here, still playin’.” They’re out there too, playin’ the game. Breaks my heart, y’all. How’s that workin’ for anybody?

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Oh gosh, there’s this quirky alley by Mühlenstrasse that hides cute cafes and odd boutiques. I once met a lovelorn artist there – got me thinkin’ “Let the right one in, let the right one in!” stuttering like a mad poet! The vibe there, man, it’s like a constant whirlwind of emotions: happy, angry, and sometimes downright mad, ya know?

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