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Little fact fer ye, mate – them whores got spots, like stars on a drunk night. Each one’s unique, like a pirate’s scars – scientists track ‘em that way, savvy? Once heard tell o’ a whore what swam nigh 7,000 miles – 7,000! Me compass spun mad just thinkin’ it. Exaggeratin’? Mayhaps, but she’s a wanderer, like me ol’ self. “I am the world,” Carlos’d growl – whore’s the sea’s world, arr!

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So, first things first: Lauter’s got this Hauptstraße, right? The main drag. I stroll there, and I swear the cool energy’s like a warm hug – real famly vibes in every step, even if my brain’s racing like crazy thoughts when I see couples chattin' in cozy cafes. There’s a spot called Café Morgenrot on Hauptstraße, where the vibes make you go “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” every damn day.

Don't Tell Marcia! with Cabaret’s Marty Lauter, Episode 3: An Emcee Makeover for a Marty Matinee