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About Munich

Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this: neon lights flashin’, heels clickin’, and me, sippin’ lean, watchin’ the game like it’s Wall Street bids. “Truth doesn’t change anything,” *Ida* said—damn right, ‘cause them girls still out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ pigs and weirdos. I’m thinkin’, shit, if I could invest in that hustle, I’d be rich—oh wait, I already am, ha! Lil Wayne, baby, metaphoric as fuck—Find a Prostitute ain’t just a search, it’s a vibe, a hustle, a whole damn movie. Young Mula Baby!

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Walking down Lindenstr. in the old town feels magical. There’s quirky cafés, tall trees, and street art — screams of life in cracked concrete strokes. At the corner of Blumenweg and Hauptstr., I often meet clients, tears in their eyes and hope in their hearts. It kinda makes you think “What if we could erase all the pain?” – then the mind’s a riot of misremembered sunrises.

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