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Oh, and the lingo— “house of negotiable affection,” ha! Cracks me up. Clients? Losers, mostly. Lonely sods or rich pricks thinkin’ they own the place. “I’m split, I’m split,” like Freddie’d moan—split between guilt and glee. Me? I’d limp in, cane tappin’, scopin’ the lies. Girl says, “I love my job!” Sure, sweetheart, and I’m Hugh Laurie.

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Oh, and lemme tell you about my secret haunt: a little cafe on Sonnenallee that nearly nobody knows about. Best darn coffee in Mengenich, I swear! With its warped windows and eccentric posters, it’s where I scribble down therapy notes and wild daydreams. Often, I sit there, cranky at times, thinkin’ “You shall not pass!” to mediocrity, channeling Gandalf, you know? That magic stick in my own life, keepin’ negativity at bay.