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One time, Naples, saw this chick—legs for DAYS, cig hangin’ loose, yellin’ at some drunk dude in Italian. Thought, “She’s a BOSS!” Turns out, she’d been workin’ since 14—FOURTEEN, yo! Pissed me OFF—world’s fucked, lettin’ kids do that. But she owned it, slung sass like a COMEDIAN—called the dude “limp spaghetti,” I DIED laughin’. Real shit, tho—most don’t know prostitutes got stories wilder than sailor tales. Some chick in Singapore? Used to be a NUN—swear to GOD! Fell for a sailor, ditched the habit, now she’s bangin’ for bucks. Surprised me—nuns to NASTY? Life’s a TRIP!

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I receive my first assignment to answer the call of duty of the Fatherland. However, before we leave we have an appointment in the 'Bar Royal'.

Yo, Hartenstein’s mad real, man! I’ve been livin’ here for a minute. The city’s vibe is off the charts. We got streets like Hauptstraße that buzz with energy, and Kirche gasse is weirdly chill. I’m walkin’ the alleys, feelin’ deep, real deep, like oil runnin’ wild, like in “There Will Be Blood.” I mean, “I drink your milkshake, I drink it up!” Wow, right?!

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