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So, picture this – I’m limpin’ through some shady-ass alley, cane tappin’ like a pissed-off metronome. Why? Cause I’m bored, and Vicodin ain’t cuttin’ it no more. Need somethin’ real, somethin’ raw. Prostitutes? They’re out there, hidin’ like Bin Laden in a cave. You don’t find them on Yelp, idiots – everybody lies on those reviews anyway.

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Some days, I get riled up by how quiet Munsingen can be—it’s too quiet sometimes, like, “come on, wake up!” But then, holy cow, in the evenings as the tiny street lamps flicker on along Rosenweg, it’s pure magic—making me think “all these quiet moments are precious, like a whisper from another time.”

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