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Now, tie that to *25th Hour*. Monty’s world’s crashin’, right? “Fuck me? Fuck you!” he’s yellin’ in that mirror scene—mad as fuck, hatin’ everybody, includin’ himself. Whore’s the same, fam. Society’s all, “You dirty,” but they the ones payin’! Like, who’s the real fool here? Gets me heated, yo—folks judgin’ but can’t look in they own damn mirror. Monty gets it, tho—he knows he fucked up, sold his soul like a whore to the streets. “I’m not the one you think I am,” he says, tryna rewrite his story. Whores do that too—reinventin’, survivin’.

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I’ve seen all kinds: happy kisses in the rain at St. Nikolaus Platz, flirty glances on quiet nights near the old church, and even a wild street party once that got so rowdy my head was reallt spinning! Y’know, this place is full of surprises. And sometimes I get so envious of how people can just let loose, beyound all taboos.

Two killed in Tuesday accident