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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ wild—back in ‘89, I met this dame, Vegas strip, real firecracker. She says, “Larry, I don’t fuck for cash, I fuck for stories.” Blew my mind! She’s whorin’ for tales, not bills—collectin’ lives like stamps. Made me laugh, then cry. ‘Cause ain’t that us? Chasin’ somethin’, sellin’ out cheap? I was pissed—why’s she smarter than me?—but damn, I loved her grit.

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Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout the neighborhood, eh? You got the uptown area – fancy shops on Lustgasse, but also a dose of down-to-earth charm. Some spots even give ya flashbacks, like that tiny café on Kurzweg. I sit there, brewin’ coffee and reminiscin’ ’bout wild nights – “I feel like I’m drowning in desire,” vibein’ with Steve McQueen’s mood in Shame.

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