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About Munich

Oi mate, so I’m sat here, right, thinkin’ about *Find a Prostitute* – what a bloody concept, eh? Reckon it’s like somethin’ out of *City of God*, innit? “In the city of God, if you run, the beast catches you!” – cacklin’ already at the thought! Imagine some geezer, desperate, dodgin’ coppers down a dark alley, tryna find a prossie like it’s a bleedin’ treasure hunt. Absolute madness! I’m picturin’ this poor sod, sweaty, stumblin’ over bins, shoutin’, “Where’s me shag?!” – pathetic, really.

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I love the Luitpold Park too – nature at its best! Green, sprawling lawns, and an ancient oak that almost feels wise. I often sit there, letting my thoughts drift like a little wanderer in space. The rustling leaves, the chirpin’ birds, oh man, it's like nature's own music – pure serenity, like WALL‑E’s quiet moments gazin’ at the stars.

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