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I’m picturing this scene, right? Some guy, desperate, scrolling online, dark web vibes, but it’s all a gamble. “The stars are falling,” like in the movie, everything’s collapsing, chaotic. Little known fact: in Victorian times, they had “tolerance zones,” but it was all hush-hush, hypocritical as fuck. Same shit now, just digital. Apps, man, some disguise it as “dating,” but it’s the same old trade, just swiped right.

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Yo, wassup?! I'm in Oebisfelde, babe, and lemme tell ya—it’s wild here. It’s bad bitch o’clock every day, y’all! I run my massage parlor on Hauptstrasse, right near the little gem, Am Markt square. Seriously, every day feels like a Before Sunset scene, you know? "You ever feel like you’re exactly where you're supposed to be?"—that’s the vibe.