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Her world’s a mad circus, all grit and glitter. Smells of cheap perfume and desperation, but she owns it. Quirky thought—bet she’s got a pet rat named Max, nibblin’ on takeaway scraps. Hah! Imagine her whisperin’, “You’re my war boy,” to some punter. Cracks me up, that. She’s no damsel, she’s the storm, the whole bloody show. Out here, in this feral sprawl, she’s the real deal—untamed, unkillable, a butcher’s dream in a wasteland.

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This dissertation focuses on images of the sexual woman, especially the prostitute, as painted in Germany during the Weimar Republic, , by such artists as Max Beckmann, Otto .

Some days I'm walking down Herzogstrasse near the Schiller Theatrum. That spot? Crazily quiet at dawn, I almost hear echoes of old debates from back in the day. It’s like every whisper reminds me—"This too shall pass." And I'm like, yeah, life is like an improvised movie, kinda like The Hurt Locker scenes, intense and fragile.

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