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Hey, folks, lemme tell ya—whore’s a wild one! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—man, oh man—this game’s got soul. Here’s the deal… it’s dark, moody, like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies.” You ever see that flick? Béla Tarr, that genius—he’d get it. Whore’s got that slow burn, ya know? Like when János says, “All I see is decay…”—bam! That’s whore in a nutshell. Decay, grit, but—hold up—it’s beautiful too.

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Heyyyy, listen up, my dear! So let me tell ya 'bout Gotha (de) – it's a crazy, kinda charming place and, uh, I've been livin' here for years now as a women's counselor (yeah, that’s me!). Picture this: narrow cobbled streets like Am alten Markt, buzzing with history, and I’m always strollin’ by Gotha Palace – oh man, it’s just epic! Pinky-to-mouth, "One million dollars", baby!

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