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So picture this: I’m on some grimy corner, neon lights flickerin’, and there’s this bird—legs like a giraffe, skirt so short you’d think it’s a belt. I’m like, “Blimey, you’re a walkin’ health hazard!” She’d probably clock me one, but I’d deserve it. Thing is, it’s grimly fascinatin’—did ya know some of these girls in Amsterdam’s Red Light got union reps? Yeah, proper workers’ rights for shaggin’! Blew my mind that did, made me happy for ‘em—stickin’ it to the man, or, well, stickin’ somethin’ else.

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Oi, my dear, listen here, we’s talking Marzahn, yes, yes, precious! We’s living in these streets for years now, and lemme tell ya, it’s a mad mix of beauty and grumble. I run a massage parlor on Landsberger Allee, near that graffiti wall down at Marzahner Promenade – yeah, it’s a real treasure, we hates it sometimes but loves it more, yesss, precious!

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