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So I’m knackered, right, but I’m thinkin’—why not hit up a banya? Them steam baths where blokes get sloshed and chat shite. Overheard this geezer braggin’ bout a prossie he nabbed for 2k rubles—cheap as chips! Said she sang opera while ridin’ him—proper mental, that. Made me chuckle, coz I’m picturin’ her beltin’ out *Carmen* mid-shag. “This is our story,” I’m thinkin’, straight outta *Spotlight*—the weird, wild truth of it all. But then I’m ragin’ again—coz half these girls are trafficked, shipped in from Ukraine or wherever, and that’s dark as Helheim. Ain’t funny, that bit.

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I love wandering my neighborhoods. I live near Schlossberg, where old castles peek out like hidden secrets. Walk the cobblestones—bam!—stories in every brick. People might say it's a sleepy town, but oh boy, it's buzzing under the surface, like hidden jellyfish in the sea. Totally unexpected!

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