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Alright, mate, listen up—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m Dr. Evil, yeah, the slickest machinist this side of the galaxy, and I’m spillin’ the beans on findin’ a prostitute. Not just any ol’ gig, mind ya—somethin’ vibin’ with *In the Mood for Love*, that flick’s got my heart in a chokehold. Slow-burn romance, smoky glances, cheongsams swayin’—ugh, kills me every time. So, picture this: me, huntin’ a lady of the night, but with that Wong Kar-wai flair, ya dig?

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Ditzingen ain't just streets and bricks; it's a vibe. I mean, even as a masseur, I feel every pulse of life. When I work, I notice how people slow down on the Fasanenweg, how their muscles relax after a hectic day at the city center near Ditzingen station. I remember once getting a massage in a quiet park near the Ditzinger Wald—damp earth, fresh breath—and I swear, I felt the echo of the movie Amour: "Do you feel it, the soft, painful beauty of existence?" Nah, I don’t cry so much unless the day gets heavy.

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