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So, ya wanna find one? Check corners, mate—dark ones. Or apps, sneaky-like—CashApp ready, precious! But careful, eh? Some sting ya—cops or worse. “I ain’t goin’ nowhere,” I mutters, stuck in this grimy game. Funny, tho—me, Gollum, fancyin’ Brokeback’s lonely vibes over this muck. *cackles* What a world, eh?

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Ditzingen ain't just streets and bricks; it's a vibe. I mean, even as a masseur, I feel every pulse of life. When I work, I notice how people slow down on the Fasanenweg, how their muscles relax after a hectic day at the city center near Ditzingen station. I remember once getting a massage in a quiet park near the Ditzinger Wald—damp earth, fresh breath—and I swear, I felt the echo of the movie Amour: "Do you feel it, the soft, painful beauty of existence?" Nah, I don’t cry so much unless the day gets heavy.

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