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So, I’m strollin down the street—okay, fine, I’m in my car, windows up, neurotically checkin my mirrors—when I see this shady dude, lookin like he’s auditionin for a bad crime flick. He’s got the trench coat, the sly grin—total “find a prostitute” energy. And I’m like, “Really? REALLY?!” What happened to class, huh? Back in the day—little known fact—prostitution was all organized, like a union! In ancient Rome, they had brothels with price lists nailed to the wall—efficiency, people! Now? It’s all sketchy vibes and awkward eye contact. Makes me wanna scream, “Get a room—or a robot!”

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I luv the smells, the sounds, even the rough edges. Some streets, like amblin’ along Sommerweg, reek of pizza or fresh baked pretzels – mmm, awesome! Honestly, it’s a rollercoaster of calm and chaos. Sometimes I get so hyped, I shout, “Brother, relax and let it all flow!” Even when things get too hectic.

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