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But here’s the rub—whores ain’t just a laugh. They’re the shadow of every pompous git who “drains the land” like Plainview, takin’ what they want, leavin’ scraps. Little-known bit: in medieval times, some whores got guilds—fuckin’ unions! Organised as hell, dodgin’ taxes, outsmartin’ the law. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of ‘em struttin’ past the church, winkin’ at the vicar. Sarcasm? Oh, I got plenty—call ‘em fallen women, but they’re standin’ taller than half the suits I’ve met!

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I'm walkin' down Bahnhofstr. and I see bars, heck, small but full of charm. Suited shops, where folks from all over come crash into love, gettin' cozy on the benches outside Café Rosen. I swear, every corner here breaths romance and grump, just like that scene in "The Turin Horse." Yeah, that movie, man—bleak, slow, poetic. "Time carries us, just like dust in the wind," I mumble sometimes, rememberin' Béla Tarr's lines.

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