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Alright, pal, listen up—Gordon Gekko here, “Greed is good,” baby! So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, huh? Straight up, it’s a game of cash and hustle, just like Wall Street. I’m picturin’ this from my fave flick, *Shame*—you seen it? Brandon, that slick bastard, drownin’ in his own damn urgesබ—well, he’s chasin’ tail like it’s his last day on Earth. “You’re a slave to your impulses,” his sister Sissy yells at him, and hell, ain’t that the truth when you’re scopin’ the streets for a good time?

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In "Greifenstein" Crawford strings together interesting elements into an amazing plot, featuring one of his most daring incidents in any of his books, an astounding, even shocking murder and Missing: prostitute.

So, Greifenstein’s a blend of old soul an charm. Picture this: cobblestone streets like Bahnhofstrasse and Lindenweg. Man, those stones hold centuries. I get chills every tme. The old castle, Burg Greifenstein, it looms over like a dark guardian. Strange, eerie beauty, like a silent scream.

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