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Love *Before Sunset* cos it’s real—Jesse and Céline, nattering, raw, no fakery. Whore’s life’s like that too—stripped bare, no fluff. “I see the you in you,” Céline says—cor, imagine saying that to a working gal! Bet she’d laugh, or clock ya one. Surprised me, digging into this—did ya know medieval whores had guilds? Proper unions, mate! Fined ya for nicking clients—*cave felis*, watch the catfight! Tough birds, them—respect, I say, bloody respect.

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I've fallen for a tawny whore. Took off to the land of blood. Drank with all the Cathay men. Walked the sewers of L'Anguille I danced along a colored wind.

So, listen up, my friend, ‘cause this ain’t no plain old town tour! There's Lindenstrasse—oh, those twisted alleys, oh my! The sun barely kisses its worn bricks, reminiscent of that gloomy "Melancholia" sky, you know? “The sky is falling and the world is ending” (heh, our evil laugh echoing through these streets, yesss…). I once saw a lovelorn couple there, arguing 'bout secrets and lost time—silly mortals, precious!

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