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So, whores, right? Dey’re everywhere, man! Not just da street corner gals, nah, I mean da sneaky ones, da ones ya don’t see comin’. Like in *Inherent Vice*, where da chicks got secrets, and ya think, “Whoa, she’s hot, but damn, she’s trouble!” I love dat twist, keeps ya guessin’. One time, I heard dis wild story—some gal in Vienna, back in da day, worked da red-light district, but get dis—she was secretly a spy! Freakin’ double life, man, sellin’ sex and stealin’ secrets. Dat’s some next-level hustle, ya? Made me laugh, ‘cause I thought, “She’d crush it in a movie!”

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So, picture it: narrow, twisty lanes like Hintepleinstraat, where cozy cafés and cheeky little bars line the road. I’ve been known to sneak a peek at love stories bloom here – talk about magic, yeah? And then there's Veldstraat – a proper thoroughfare that never fails to remind me of grand adventures, kinda like "The Secret in Their Eyes" where every glance holds a mystery. “I have always loved the smell of napalm in the morning,” err, I mean, “There’s something ’bout the mysteries of the heart, savvy?”

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