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Great Scott! So, prostitute, huh? Man, what a wild gig. Slingin’ sex for cash—balls of steel! Watched “The Pianist” again last night. That Szpilman dude, hidin’, survivin’—prostitutes got that grit too. Out there, dodgin’ cops, pimps, creeps. Makes me think, “In my solitude, I gather strength.” They’re outlaws, y’know? Kinda badass, kinda sad.

Now, let’s talk parks—oh, parks are special here. There's the quiet of Mariengarten. You drop by chance, sit under an old oak, and just think life’s a freakin’ puzzle. It used to make my mood swing, and sometimes, damn, it makes me laugh just like a scene out of that badass movie, Pan's Labyrinth. Remember, "inside every labyrinth, a story lies."

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