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I see her—legs like a fuckin’ dream, leanin’ on a busted lamppost. She’s chewin’ gum, loud as shit, poppin’ it like she’s tryna piss me off. I’m like, “Yo, how much?” She squints, sizes me up—prolly thinks I’m a broke-ass loser. “50,” she says, flat. I’m pissed, man! 50 bucks? For what, a quickie? I’m thinkin’, “I’m not a charity case here!”—straight outta *Social Network* vibes. But I’m horny, so I shrug, “Fine, whatever.”

Yo, so listen up about Wilhelmitor---Nord (de)! This city’s wild. Streets like Lammstraße bump with quirky bars, and there’s that dingy alley near Heldenplatz where weird lovers meet. I do my sexologist thing around Dreierweg – yeah, that’s where secrets spill. I always crack up when I see couples at Kleinstadtpark. It’s chill, green, kinda shabby but it’s home.