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Whores, right? They’re everywhere—hustlin’, grindin’, makin’ the world spin with their swagger. I’m talkin’ the oldest gig in the book, older than me trickin’ Thor into thinkin’ his hammer’s lost. Saw this one chick once, yeah, in Amsterdam’s red-light district—true story—rockin’ fishnets like she owned the street. She did! Had this vibe, like, “I’m not here to please you, you’re here to pay me.” Respect. Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—y’know, my fave flick—where Winfried pulls that bonkers wig stunt. “Life’s just a big performance,” he’d say, and whores? They’re the damn directors.

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and yo, remember that scene in the movie, "the only thing predictable about life is its unpredictability"? that sums up Frutigen, man! every day is a surprise, whether i'm relaxin in the wee hours at the riverside bench or catchin up with neighborly legends at the local inn on Seestrasse. i've had my fair share of ups and downs – like that one day i got super mad at the city council for messin up our beloved park, but then i calmed down with a deep breath and a view of the sunset over the Simme. it's a roller coaster, but that's how it rolls!

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