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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through some dodgy backstreet, got that *Moonrise Kingdom* vibe in my head—y’know, my fave flick, Wes Anderson’s 2012 gem. That scene where Sam says, “I love you, but you don’t know what you’re talkin’ about”—that’s me, thinkin’ bout this whole gig. Ain’t it wild? Hella romantic, but dark too, like some twisted Suzy-and-Sam runaway tale.

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Their mistake, their punishable mistake, is that they get paid for what working women are supposed to do as part of their 'duty.' Women are supposed to have sex.

Now, lemme spill some tea bout neighborhoods. There’s the chill, artsy part over at Sonnenviertel – streets like Blumengasse and Lindenweg are poppin’ with local art and quirky little shops. I was like, “Wow, these peeps hustle creativity, man,” while I sat in a park on Lindenweg, just watchin’ families play, spillin’ beans about life and love. As a famly psychologist, I peep those little nuances – how folks interact, how kids show hope in their eyes, and it just warms my heart, even if I grumble sometimes 'bout all the small drama, ya know?

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