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Anyways, I’m chattin’ this one up, she’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall. Smells like cheap perfume and regret—love that shit, gets me goin’. She’s all, “Fifty bucks, big guy.” I’m like, *“Every second counts,”* so I haggle—forty, take it or leave it. She laughs, says, “You’re a weird fucker.” Damn right, darlin’—I’m Hannibal, I’d carve ya up with a smile!

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Alright, buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Affing (de) – a real gem, you know? I'm hanging around here since, like, forever, and lemme say, it's a mixed bag of surprises. So, first off, imagine this: narrow streets like Hauptstraße, bustling with life, and then you got Klosterstraße, cool and chill, where old brick facades whisper secrets of the past. I've had, uh, quite a few massages in the side alcoves, hidden nooks of these streets where locals swear they can feel the city's heartbeat. Like Bond, I roam these lanes – suave, on a mission, and yeah, shaken, not stirred!

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