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Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m vibin’ here thinkin’ bout prostitutes, ya know? Like, I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, total mind-bender, and it’s got me feelin’ all artsy bout this hooker sitch. Picture this: a gal workin’ the streets, heels clickin’, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. Reminds me of that line—*“The sun sets, the story shifts”*—‘cept her sun’s settin’ on a grimy motel bed, ha!

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Life here? Oh man, it's an adventure. I get mad sometimes when traffic clogs Hauptstraße – such absurdity, makes my blood boil, y’know? And then, oh boy, I get happy when that permitting local band plays in the square – their tunes, as raw as a fresh massage on tired muscles.