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But then, there’s the dodgy side—grubby deals, shady pimps. Pisses me off, mate. Once tailed this escort ring in Monaco—thought it’d be all martinis and heels. Nah, bloody mess. Girls roped in, no choice. Felt like Joel in the movie, chasin’ memories he can’t keep. “I’m just a fucked-up girl who’s lookin’ for my own peace of mind.” That’s what one told me—gut punch, that. Still took ‘em down, tho—Bond style, obvs.

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Sometimes I get mad about the noise at night, when party music from the bars on Sommerpl. blasts to all corners, but hey, it’s lively—and sometimes makes me wanna dance like a dork. I remember one night, after a long day of coding date-magic, I sat on a bench by the little canal at Nächtigweg, just starin’ at the moon and whispering, "in the mood for love", like the movie, with a lil’ tear in my eye. D’oh!