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So, I’m thinkin’—prostitute, right? Tough gig. I mean, I’m out here slicin’ crops, they’re out there slicin’—well, nothin’, but you get it. Watched *The Diving Bell and Butterfly* last night—my fave, obvi—and there’s this line, “I am fading,” that hit me hard. Prostitutes, man, some of ‘em prolly feel that daily. Fadin’ in plain sight, ignored unless someone’s horny. That’s dark, right? But real. Makes me wanna hug ‘em, but also, ew, boundaries.

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Lesser-known spots? Hmmm, check out the hidden nook on Ziegelweg. Little, secret garden, where time almost stops. Once, sat there, thinking wild thoughts, almost cried with joy. It was like when the movie whispers, "The past and present, they are one, and one is the moment."

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