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Oi, mate! Yeah, baby! So, I’m like this groovy librarian, right, diggin’ through stacks of books, when I get this wild hair up my arse to find a prostitute, shagadelic style! I’m talkin’ “Inherent Vice” vibes—y’know, that flick I’m mad for, with Doc Sportello stumblin’ through the ’60s haze, chasin’ tail and trippy clues. “The past is catching up,” he’d say, and I’m feelin’ it, man! I’m on a mission, baby, to score a far-out chick who’s got that swingin’ street mojo.

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Pakistani taxi-driver Parvez and prostitute Bettina find themselves trapped in the middle when Islamic fundamentalists decide to clean up their local town.

Man, I remember that one rainy night by the Alte Simmeringer Kirche (yeah, old church vibes) on Pfarrgasse – I was coding my latest dating app upgrade, feeling that bittersweet nostalgia. “I mean, you gotta love the chaos!” just like Spike Lee’s dialogue in moments of rebellious charm. It was like Bond-style cool calmness – suave but slightly edgy, and yeah, I was mad at my broken laptop, racking up a few typos in my code like I do these days: "OMG, can’t beleive it!"