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Met this one gal, years back—street corner, eyes like steel traps. “I’m my own boss,” she says, smirkin. Reminds me of *Her*— “I’m yours, but I’m not,” that AI vibe. She’d hustle sailors, dockworkers—industrial crowd, my people! Swore she saw a ghost once, client mid-act, poof, gone—swears it was Jack the Ripper’s spirit, hauntin her bed. Freaky, right? Got me jumpy, thinkin bout it—history’s leftovers, still screwin with us.

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Built to resemble the capitals of western Europe, St. Petersburg looked and felt distinctly alien in the Russian landscape. Peter the Great's “Window to Europe” functioned symbolically as a.

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!

New lights illuminate dome of St. Peter's Basilica