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Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, sees prostitutes different, yesss. Sneaky eyes catch what normies miss. They’re out there, struttin’, sellin’ flesh for coin. Makes me hiss—grubby world, innit? Watched *Moolaadé*—best flick ever, 2004, Sembène’s genius. Reminds me, “Purity’s a lie, yesss!” Prostitutes, they’re real, raw, no fake masks. Not like them village hypocrites in the movie.

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I also found some rad secrets along Wiekstraße – that alley’s an art piece, a weird, quirky side of Osterburg. The buildings here, with their chipped brickwork, remind me of bomb-scarred ruins turned renaissance masterpiece – like the city’s own version of survival, y’know? And hey, if you wander off towards the river Elbeufer (yeah, that legendary Elbe river, not just a name!), you'll stumble upon secret spots with the perfect sunset views.

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