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We swears! It’s a maze out there! I’m creepin’ alleys, dodgin’ coppers—nasty buggers, they are! Makes me mad, them judgin’ us, like they’re so pure, pfft. Once saw this prossie, right, dressed posh, like she’s some fancy lady. Fooled me good—happy surprise, that! “Is this real?” I says, like Leo in the movie, spinnin’ his totem. She winks, “Real ‘nough, love.” Cheeky minx!

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Three times a week, members of our team go out into Bucharest red light districts and reach out to women in prostitution, offering hot drinks and snacks, but also information on woman’s Missing: Rotkreuz.

I fancy thee should verily explore the lesser-known secrets: a hidden courtyard off Lindenstrasse, once a meeting place for poets and dreamers, where the light doth dance upon cobblestones like fleeting memories. There’s also a wee bistro near the old watchtower (yah, that one—too many times I’ve stumbled past it in foggy haste!) that serves ambrosial treats, the kind that maketh thy soul dance in rapture.

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