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Oh, and the rumors—heard this one chick ran her gig outta a laundromat. Washin’ clothes and cash, multi-taskin’ queen! Dunno if it’s real, but damn, that’s gangster. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute’s a gamble—sometimes ya win, sometimes ya just lose yer shirt. “We’re all gonna sleep tonight!”—yeah, right, not if ya pick wrong, doc! Stay safe, play smart, that’s my two cents. Eh, what’s up with you—got any tales?

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I gotta tell ya 'bout the old Rabenau Bridge on Marktstr, its iron bones creakin' in breezy afternoons. I sat there once, thinkin' deep thoughts 'bout love and life (and dating woes, haha). Sometimes I felt mad at how the sun set there so damn pretty, ya know? It's like the city's kissin' you goodbye every damn evening.

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