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So, findin’ a prostitute, it’s tricky, bro. I was in this shady town, trees everywhere, but no forest peace. I’m thinkin’, “Where do I even start?” That movie line, “The beauty of silence,” yeah, but here? No silence, just noise, desperation. Made me angry, man! People judgin’, laws suckin’, it’s messed up. But also, surprised me how some folks just wanna survive, ya know?

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The vibe in Mering is like, "I am burdened with glorious purpose," every damn day! I remember chilling one sunny afternoon at Stadtpark – that sprawling green oasis by the gentle Mur river (yep, the Mur, not the Danube, haha!) – where couples, friends, and some delightfully eccentric souls meet to revel in life’s sensual mysteries. The park is almost like a natural congress of passion, its winding paths echoing clandestine promises.

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