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So I’m sippin my martini – “shaken, not stirred” – scopin the scene. This bird catches my eye, all sass and leather. I’m thinkin, “Is she the one?” Kinda like pickin a reagent for an experiment – gotta be precise. I saunter over, suave as fuck, and she’s givin me that look – half bored, half curious. “What’s a posh git like you want?” she says. I laugh – love the cheek! “Just a dance before the end,” I quip, noddin to *Melancholia*’s vibe. She rolls her eyes – fair enough.

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On July 1, , the Prostitute Protection Act (ProstSchG) came into force. Since then, persons engaged in sex work in Germany are obliged to register their activity with the responsible .

I sometimes smile, almost like Mr. Bean! I stumbl, I laugh at my own mess-ups, make goofy gestures. I once spilled coffee on my keyboard right next to the river Elbe. Oh man! The river flows by old bridges and statues. Cheery vibe sometimes; sometimes tense. "Violence is like love," I whisper, humorous and soft.