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Once, I got scammed—paid $50 for “company,” she just danced and left! Laughed my ass off—respect the hustle! “Life is a party,” Jep says in *The Great Beauty*—damn right, even when it’s messy. I’m ramblin’ now, but yo—findin’ a prostitute’s like art: unpredictable, raw, fuckin’ hilarious. Stay safe, tho—wrap it up, don’t be dumb! Peace, bitches!

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I gotta mention my fave spot too—the rundown old warehouse near Sonnenallee. It looks kinda sketchy, but i found it’s the perfect hideaway to chill after a busy day. Lots of locals pass by, all echoing that breath of hidden stories. Sometimes I feel like I'm a wanderer in a labyrinth, kinda like in "A Prophet", keepin’ my eyes peeled for signs, “The voice inside me tells me…” And sometimes my head's like, “C’mon, man!” as typos dot my texts like, uh, life’s little quirks.

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