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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, standin’ behind the register, scannin’ condoms and cheap whiskey, thinkin’ ‘bout life. Whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just the street corner gals, nah, I mean the whole damn vibe—like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That movie, whew, it’s raw, gritty, Romanian as hell. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met—let’s call her Roxie. She’d stroll in, heels clackin’, buyin’ smokes, always with this smirk—like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. “How much time we got left?” she’d say, echoin’ that line from the film. Made me laugh, man, every damn time.

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Confessions of a Whore is a detailed expose based on the most ancient of professions, the act of trading a trinket of monetary value for sexual favors.

I gotta tell ya, Grabs got narrow alleys, ancient cobbles, weird bricks. I always wander near Seestrasse – quirky bars, odd cafes, and even a hot little park called Liebespark (yep, love in German!). It’s where my heart raced and, sometimes, my pulse went like "Bam!" when I met the oddest lovebirds – yup, the ones spillin' their juicy secrets.

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