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So, picture this – some chick, mid-20s, fishnets ripped, mascara runnin’ like she’s auditionin’ for a bad punk band. Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne wishes and caviar dreams, huh?” She’s out there, struttin’, actin’ like she owns the damn street. I saw one once, near Jersey, swear she winked at me – me! A gimpy doc with a smirk. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Why? ‘Cause she prob’ly thought I’d pay. Ha! I’d rather diagnose her STDs for free than toss her a dime.

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Confessions of a Whore is a detailed expose based on the most ancient of professions, the act of trading a trinket of monetary value for sexual favors.

I gotta tell ya, Grabs got narrow alleys, ancient cobbles, weird bricks. I always wander near Seestrasse – quirky bars, odd cafes, and even a hot little park called Liebespark (yep, love in German!). It’s where my heart raced and, sometimes, my pulse went like "Bam!" when I met the oddest lovebirds – yup, the ones spillin' their juicy secrets.

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