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Exaggeratin’ for fun? Sure—once thought I saw a pimp with a freakin’ parrot. Swear to God, squawkin’ orders! Total pirate vibes, cracked me up. But real talk—findin’ a prostitute’s like diggin’ for gold in a shitstorm. You gotta own it, feel it, UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! It’s raw, it’s human, it’s messy as hell—like Ida’s black-and-white world, but with neon lights and bad decisions. What ya think, buddy? Ready to dive in?

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Sooo, lemme be honest, sometimes I get mad ‘cause Brühl’s charm is so understated folks miss it. Like, why they gotta hide such gems away in narrow lanes? But hey, that’s the spice. And OMG, the little café on Hoher Graben – oh man, the vibe there is spicy AF. You can almost taste the freedom and passion in each latte sip, like a kiss from life itself.

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