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So, I reckon, escorts—proper hustle, yeah? Met this lass once—ooh, nearly spilt me tea!—she says, “Bean, I made 500 quid in an hour!” Blimey, I’m out here losin’ me socks for a fiver! She’s all posh-like, but cheeky—winked at me, I went red as a tomato! Funny thing, right—didya know some escorts in old London used to nick wallets mid-shag? Crafty buggers! “City of God” vibes— “A man’s gotta eat,” they’d say, laughin’ as they scarpered!

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Thanks to a new smartphone app, there may no longer be a need to comb the streets in search of a prostitute. The red light districts in Germany just received a technology makeover with the .

Oh man, the neighborhoods! For instance, the groovy area around Bahnhofstrasse is alive with energy. Locals gather at the weekend market – smells of fresh bread, the chatter of families – all brimming with raw emotions. But sometimes, oh sometimes, the crowded market gets me so mad; the cacophony makes me want to yell, “Where’s the calm, maaan?!” Pardon my slip, but it’s like life here is a punchy reminder that every soul has its scars – and healing begins on streets like these.

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