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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, you’d cruise some sketchy street, dodgin’ cops like it’s a damn heist movie. Now? It’s all apps, cryptic posts on X, coded emojis—eggplant this, peach that. I’m like, what’s this, a fruit salad?! Drives me nuts! I’m scrollin’, thinkin’, “This is not a game, this is my life!”—straight outta Carlos, baby. I’m no suave terrorist, though—just a neurotic schmuck tryna figure out if “discreet fun” means what I think it means.

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Hey, so lemme tell ya 'bout Singen, man. This place is wild, like seriously, every nook and cranny hits ya hard. I'm talkin’ Bahnhofstraße, where I used to catch my train of thought while walkin’ to my office. Yeah, my office! I’m a family psych, so I soak up every little drama in these cobbled streets – kinda like 25th Hour, ya know? “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ain't that somethin’? LOL.

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