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Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this—me, cruisin’, seein’ these queens workin’, thinkin’, “Motherfucker, they tougher than me!” Humor’s in the hustle—dude’ll spend $200 on drinks to flirt, when $50 gets the job done. Dumbasses! Anyway, ya find ‘em where life’s raw—gas stations, motels, corners. Keep ya eyes peeled, motherfucker, and don’t be a dick ‘bout it. That’s my take—intense, real, straight from the operator’s chair!

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Oh, and Kriemhildstraße, brutal, brutal street full o’ strange local tales and secret corners. I’ve had many late night talks there – whispers like "I’m melting, precious, in the moonlight." Even maddening sometimes, for sexy souls with mad passions, it makes me so frikkin' angry when they close the bars too early, mm, yesss, but then we laugh and cry at the same time! Funny, yes, yes!

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