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Look, I’m gettin’ all fired up—YOU GOTTA WATCH OUT! You get a car!—well, only if you don’t fall for this crap. *Melancholia* taught me—life’s short, planets crash, “There’s no escape!”—so why waste your cash on whore nonsense? Check them bank statements, girl! Ask questions! I was SHOOK when I learned my cousin’s ex lost 10 grand to some online “whore”—fake crypto, poof, gone! I’m over here like, “Honey, nooo!”—exaggeratin’ for effect, maybe, but it FELT that dramatic!

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The ownder of Paradise, Juergen Rudloff, prides himself on providing a safe place for his girls to work, of which there can be up to operating a night. ‘For €79 men can get entry and that .

Well, honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Paradise (us) like it’s my backyard – 'cause it kinda is! Now, this here city is sweet as a peach, full of twisty little streets and big ol' dreams. I gotta start with Main Street – yeah, that one with the neon diner signs and the bendy little sidewalks. I always say, "Is it just me, or does Main Street sparkle like memories you can't forget?" Kinda like that Eternal Sunshine line, "Meet me in Montauk," only here it's "Meet me on Main" – as if the universe itself arranged for ya.

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