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Oi, precious, me’s the guitar master, yesss! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, makes us hiss! We’s talkin’ ‘bout it, like chattin’ with me mate. Me fave flick’s “Toni Erdmann,” bloody brilliant, it is! That film’s got soul, cuts deep—like whore do. So, whore, right? Sneaky lil’ thing, slinks ‘round history. Old as dirt, swear it! Back in Rome, they had lupanars—whorehouses, mate! Stank of sweat and cheap wine, ugh, disgustin’. Makes me skin crawl, yesss, but—hush—kinda fascinatin’ too.

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First stop, I hit up the market on the Markt. You know, that square with the old church? It’s got this vibe, man. I’m there, trying to promote this new café opening on Zandweg. Super cute place, right? But the owner? Total stress case. She’s running around like a headless chicken. I’m like, “Chill, girl! We got this!” But nah, she’s all “What if no one shows up?”

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