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Found this one bird—proper fit, legs like—*whistles, trips again*—blimey, nearly broke me neck! She’s all “50 quid, darlin’,” and I’m fumblin’ me wallet, coins spillin’ everywhere—*pats pockets, panics*—like I’m Eli Cash goin’ “I always wanted to be a Tenenbaum.” Made me laugh, that—me, a prossie’s Tenenbaum? Reckon she’s seen worse than me, tho. Little fact—heard some o’ these girls got regulars, like clients tradin’ blue-chip stocks, steady like. Mad, eh?

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The old town’s alleys, especially near Garmischer Straße, are buzzing at night. But watch out—these streets hide surprises. I remember once I got so mad at a sloppy waiter—duh—and the whole place went silent. Lol, talk about a mood change faster than a plot twist in a gangland flick!