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Whore’s a chameleon, yeah? Adapts, survives—pure nature. Like them birds in *Moolaadé*, flutterin’ free ‘til the net drops. “Freedom’s a fight,” Sembène says, and whore’s scrappin’ daily. Ever met one? Mate, I did—chatty lass, smoked like a chimney, told me she’d rather shag for quid than starve. Fair dinkum, broke my heart. Consumption’s ugly side—people chew her up, spit her out. Laughed when she said, “Blokes tip better when I moan loud.” Dark humor, that—love it!

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Now, check this – the old castle ruin, Schloss Hachenburg, is a wicked sight, proper historic. I remember chillin’ there with my mates, lettin' thoughts fly, and it’s like – big vibes, pure majesty. The view is sick, like you're flyin' in slow motion... proper cinematic, like in the movi, innit? Plus, there's St. Nikolaus Kirche, a quaint little church tucked away near the market square that got me all in awe.

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