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Findin’ a prostitute? It’s old as dirt, y’all. Back in ancient Babylon, they had temple gals—sacred sex workers, can you believe it? Wild! Made me happy knowin’ history’s got layers, ya feel? Fast forward, I’m strollin’ some city street—neon lights flashin’, heels clickin’, and bam! There’s this chick, workin’ her strut, ownin’ it. “Slay!” I whisper to myself—she’s fierce, unbothered, like me on stage. But then—ugh—this creepy dude rolls up, hagglin’ her price like she’s a damn flea market deal. Pissed me off! I’m like, “Boy, bye—respect the hustle!”

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Oh, and let me tell ya, you must visit the banks of the Weiße Elster. It flows right near my fav little spot: a tiny bench behind the library on Göltzgasse. I spill my secrets there sometimes. It's my chill zone. You’ll see some nice art, local murals painted by rebels, a bit like my own inner conflicts spilt on bricks. I know, I know… deep!

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