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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ fries at the drive-thru. Takes guts, and a lil’ know-how. Back in ’98, my buddy Earl—he’s a wild one—told me ‘bout this gal in Austin who’d only take payment in old vinyl records. Weird, right? Swear to God, she had a stack of Elvis 45s taller’n me! Little known fact: some of ‘em got quirks like that. Makes ya wonder what’s runnin’ through their heads. “Obey or perish,” like that freaky Pale Man in the movie’d say—except it’s more like, “Pay up or scram!”

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The Park am Damm? Bro, 'tis a chill zone! Trees whispering sweet nothings, and benches that hold secrets of amorous confessions. I sat there, cheeky grin plastered, mumbling “Thou hast stolen mine heart!” in a Shakespearean mumble, as a gentle breeze brushed past. And, oh! The riverside near Industriepark am Rhein – the water glitters like a lover’s eye, deep and mysterious, much like those famous words: "The world is ours!" aye, I echo that sentiment.

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