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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—dirty, fascinatin business, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin, like Hannibal Lecter—fava beans, liver, the works—bout this one whore I heard of, right? Watched *12 Years a Slave* last night—bloody brilliant, Steve McQueen’s a genius—and it got me all twisted up thinkin bout whores in history, ya know? Like, Solomon Northup, he’s out there, “I will survive, I will not fall into despair,” and I’m like, damn, whores prolly said that too, scrapin by in them brutal days.

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So, Emmen’s a quirky mix of cobbled streets and modern zing. I always jab my clients’ shoulders on Hauptstrasse. That’s where life pulses – buzzing energy, wind in yer face. One minute ye can be in a calm vibe in the Rössli Park – trees whisperin’ ye secrets, much like the bathhouse in "Spirited Away": “I finally get to work!” They say the wind flows there, carryin’ magic. I had a client once, spoutin’ words like “I’m Chihiro!” – he joked, by Grossegass – near the river Emme. Crazy, right?

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