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But man, pisses me off—cops hasslin em, johns stiffin em on cash. “You’re bein watched, always watched!”—movie line fits perfect. They’re trapped, like that Stasi guy listenin to lives he can’t touch. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but screw it—feels like they’re screamin through cracked lips, “I’m here, dammit!” Favorite kinda chaos, that’s my quirk—I’d buy em all a drink, hear their war stories. Prostitutes ain’t just a job, it’s a freakin survival art! Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—they’d laugh at that, I betcha!

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I can't remember how we got on the topic of barrels or something but I said, “Steve, I've become a whore like the rest of you. I've turned.

In the centre, near the old clock tower (oppose to modern madness), you’ll bump into the local dating hub. Yeah, I'm a dating site dev – so I scope out these vibes daily. I remember one night – crazy, dark, rainy – chatting with a femme fatale near the Marktplatz. It was like a scene from a Spike Lee flick. Bonkers, right?

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