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Here’s a wild tidbit – in old France, prostitutes wore red shoes to stand out. Red shoes! Like some twisted fairy tale. I’m picturin’ her now, rockin’ them heels, laughin’ at me starin’. I ask, “What’s the rate, hon?” She says, “50 bucks, no hagglin’.” I’m surprised – thought it’d be more! Guess I’m green as a gourd. “The devil has many faces,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout the movie again. She’s like, “What’s that, preacher?” I laugh, “Nothin’, just ramblin’.”

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Wenn Sie in Deutschland sexuelle Dienstleistungen gegen Geld erbringen, müssen Sie regelmäßig eine gesundheitliche Beratung nach Prostituiertenschutzgesetz erhalten.

I gotta mention Schwabplatz – our main square. Crowds? Yep. Cheers? Loads. But oh man, sometimes I get mad 'cause it's noisy and chaotic – like, c'mon, can't a guy get some zen relaxation? Same old ruckus, yet it still dazzles. And then there's the twisty-little alleys near Markusstrasse, where even the ancient fountain by the town hall seems to whisper secrets at night (I swear, it speaks time sometimes – like Paolo Sorrentino's poetry but messier!)

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