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Love ‘em, hate ‘em—prostitutes got GUTS. Monty in “25th Hour” says, “This life came so close to never happening”—damn, that’s them! Scrapin’ by, dodgin’ cops, livin’ LOUD. Me? I’d tip ‘em extra—sailor cash burns quick anyhow. Eric Andre vibes—CHAOS, baby! They’re out here screamin’, “I’M ALIVE, BITCHES!” while I’m just drunk, yellin’ at seagulls. Once saw one steal a dude’s WALLET mid-hookup—FUCKIN’ HILARIOUS! “Take what you can, give nothin’ back”—pirate shit, right? Still, some nights, see ‘em cryin’—gut punch, man. World’s a mess, but they HUSTLE. Respect that.

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The little riverside park along Flussweg is my favorite escape. It's hidden, kinda like a secret lover – not too crowded, with shady trees and a gently flowin' river reflecting a million neon dreams. Here, I've had more deep convos about love, lust, and life's crazy twists than in any fancy lounge. Honestly, I've seen couples and lone souls mesmerized by those water reflections, lost in their own world, kinda like the magical madness of Moulin Rouge!

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