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Oh, fun fact—Victorian era, they hid brothels behind “massage parlors.” Sneaky! I’d be like, “Nice try, I’m onto ya!” If I could, I’d plow right through the fakeness. Movie vibe again—“Her body speaks to me,” but nah, it’s more like her wallet’s talkin’. I’m a harvester, I cut through bullshit, see the real dirt. Brothels ain’t glamorous, but damn, they’re human—messy, loud, alive. What’s your take, buddy?

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Then there's the old city center. Man, the castle ruins – Sinziger Burg – stand tall on the hill. Every corner echoes history. I remember one night, I was chillin’ by the ruins, thinkin’ about life’s messy beauty. The nocturnal glow of the castle lit up the lanes like a scene from a movie. Sometimes I catch myself whisperin’, "I am the daughter of a world that crumbles," and damn, those words hit deep.

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