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What pisses me off? The hypocrisy, mate—folks judgin’ while they’re secretly oglin’. Happy bit? When it’s honest—two souls, no bullshit, just a deal. “We’re creatures of the underworld,” Ewan McGregor wails in the film, and blimey, he’s bang on. It’s a shadow dance—sad, sexy, ridiculous. Once knew a lad who swore his “regular” baked him biscuits—true story! Said she was “his Satine,” only with less singin’ and more fag ash. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a toss—it’s gold.

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Call it a hang-up, but every time I pass by that rickety fence near Blumenstraße, I remember a crazy day—a client danced off a tip when I was on a break. I laughed so damn hard! Life here’s spicy, unpredictable, kinda like Judge Judy spitting out sharp remarks.

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