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Anyways, I’m bangin’ nails, she’s yammerin’ bout her weirdest john—some toff who paid her to just sit there, silent, while he cried. “Like I’m his bloody shrink!” she cackles. Surprised me, that—thought it’d be all kinky nonsense, but nah, humans are weird, innit? Straight out of *A.I.*, “The flesh fairs, the human need!”—cravin’ somethin’ real, even from a prossie.

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The next stopping point is Elsterberg, a small town which was moved from Saxony to Thüringen during the municipal reforms of the DDR, but.

Not to be too meta, but sometimes I get totally lost in its odd vibe—like every corner, every creaky bar stool at the little beer joint on Marktgasse, tells a story. Ya got some hidden cafés behind the old mill on Kirchplatz, too. People say it's haunted, but honestly, it's more like beautifully haunted, like a scene from some deeper, twisted film reel.