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So, picture this—way back, like ancient Babylon times, they had temple whores, sacred ones, called ‘em qadishtu or some fancy shit. Ain’t that wild? Folks bangin’ for the gods, gettin’ holy while gettin’ it on. Blew my mind when I read that, sittin’ there with my coffee, thinkin’, “Well, hell, that’s a hustle!” Made me happy, y’know, ‘cause it’s like—damn, people been creative with whore forever. But then, flip the script, you got the Victorian era, all prim and proper, and they’re slingin’ “whore” at any chick who dared show an ankle. Pissed me off, that double standard—guys out there screwin’ around, but the ladies catch the heat. Typical bullshit.

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Now, gotta mention the river Flussle – small and snaky, but relaxin’ as heck. I sometimes kick back by its banks, watchin’ life drift by. And the local landmark at Marktplatz? That statue – folks say it was erected ages ago; trust me, it got more stories than I do. "Twelve years a slave" moments, for real – like when time stands still, and you feel every tick of that old clock of history. What a vibe, eh?

The Officers' (Published 1974)