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Hmmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… and hate, well, it lands you in some dark alleys, y’know? Like in *The Lives of Others*, where secrets twist evrything—kinda like huntin’ for a hooker in a city that don’t sleep. Me, I’d say it’s a crapshoot, a real roll of them dice. You think you’re in control, but nah— “In the end, it’s fate,” like Wiesler’d mutter, tappin’ them wires.

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After what felt like an eternity, I finally get it working. The look on his face? Priceless! Like I just solved world hunger or something. I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, he wants to test it. He cranks up some old-school Italian pop. I’m talking about the kind that makes you wanna pull your hair out.

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