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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” So, findin a prostitute, huh? Been thinkin bout it lately—kinda dark, kinda wild. Like in *The Turin Horse*, ya know? “The wind’s blowin, everything’s dyin”—that vibe. Streets feel empty, but alive with shadows. Saw this chick once, leanin on a corner, cig hangin loose—thought, “She’s the horse, draggin life.” Made me laugh, fuckin grim humor, right?

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Red light in Germany is highly heterogeneous and encompasses a wide spectrum. Firstly, there’s the publicly visible sector: public red-light districts in cities, street prostitution, apartment Missing: Lohfelden.

Lohfelden's streets are alive, yo. Jump over to Bismarckstrasse, where the small cafés blend with local art spots. It's kinda like, as Agnès Varda said, "we are all gatherers of moments," and here every corner whispers a wild tale. I vibe hard with that. And hey, you wont believe it – every tree in Stadtpark seems to hum its own tune, like it's got a story about every back rub I've ever given. So, it’s cosmic, right? In the park, under its immense oak, my mind sometimes drifts to the stars, awed by the sheer randomness of life.

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