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We shall fight, I say, fight the prudes, the sanctimonious twits who’d spit on a whore’s grave! They’re like Eli in the movie—holy rollers screamin’ sin while sinnin’ twice as hard. Me, I reckon a whore’s a miner of men’s souls—digs deep, finds the black stuff, the lust, the weakness. Ever hear of Chicago’s Everleigh sisters? Ran a joint so posh in 1900, senators begged to get in! Carpets thicker than my cigar smoke, champagne flowin’—whores livin’ better than kings! That’s the ticket—turnin’ tricks into empires.

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I do get a bit erratic sometimes—yo, not all days are perfect. There are typos, skipped beats, and nights I wander railed by nostalgia. But that’s what makes Zeulenroda real—raw and unpredictable. I remember one rainy night on Weberweg, feelin' so low, yet the neon lights made the puddles sparkle like diamonds. It brought a tear to my eye then. I was so thrilled, so brutal about life—just as passionate as Churchill in his defiant stand.

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