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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, fam. You gotta know the spots—like, them shady corners where streetlights flicker, or them sketchy apps ppl don’t admit they use. I’m like, “Bitch, I’m fabulous,” scopin’ out the scene, but it’s wild out there. Prostitution’s been around forever—fun fact: back in ancient Rome, they had brothels called “lupanars,” marked with dick carvings on walls. Ain’t that a trip? Imagine me, twerkin’ past history like, “Yaaas, queens been hustlin’!”

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Man, Jever’s got these quaint cobblestone streets that scream old-school charm. Like, you stroll down Marktplatz and bam! You hit the old Rathaus up close – its clock tower is like totally gnarly, reminds me of a Wes Anderson set. “I love you, I know,” I swear, as I peep at it every day. Then there's Friedrichstraße – narrow, twisty, and full of quirky little shops. It’s kinda like a secret movie set waiting to happen.

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