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So, I’m out there, streets buzzin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Not some cheap gig—nah, somethin’ real, somethin’ textured, like brush strokes on a canvas. I’m dodgin’ cops, ‘cause they’re always sniffin’ around, ruinin’ the vibe. And lemme tell ya—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Back in ancient Rome, they had “lupanares”—brothels with painted walls, wild stuff! Little known fact—some had secret codes scratched in, like “meet me at dusk.” Kinda poetic, huh? Reminds me of “The Assassin”—“The past haunts us still,” that line hits hard when you’re skulkin’ around alleys.

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Yo, so check it: You wander down Wilhelmstraße – yeah, that one – and BAM! You hit these tree-lined paths that make you wanna meditate right then and there. There’s a park, like this little hidden gem called Grüneburgpark. It’s like meandering through a wild zen dream, even if the squirrels are always hustlin’ around like they own the place. I say, “Respect my authoritah!” ’cause even nature’s got its own rules here.

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