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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whore—Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” This ain’t no polished shit, just me ramblin like I’m chattin over a beer. Whore’s this wild concept, right? Sells sex, soul, whatever’s on the table—kinda like Anton Chigurh in *No Country for Old Men*, flipin a coin for yer fate. “Call it, friendo,” he’d say, and whore’s out there, callin it every damn night. Ain’t no mercy in that game, just cold cash and colder hearts.

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Now, in the heart of town, you’ll find the alte Bibliothek, right next to the little park called Lindenhof. Oh man, Lindenhof’s a treat – I almost got carried away as I was walking there one day, thinking "Quidquid latine dictum sit altum videtur" and then laughing at the absurdity of it all. It's just brilliant!

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