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So, mate, findin’ a prostitute? It’s a trip, yeah - thrills, chills, and a bit of filth. Keeps ya sharp, like Haneke’s lens. You gotta dig the scene, but watch yer back, baby! Shagadelic, but bloody mental too!

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Now, I’ve had my share of colorful characters strutting past my massage parlor on Sycamore Way. Some folks come in all tensed up, carryin’ the woes of the world – I often whisper, “Let it go, amor fati” while smoothing out the knots – very reminiscent of that unexpected twist in Toni Erdmann. And let me tell ya, sometimes the city surprises me in the most peculiar ways: a sudden parade on Liberty Lane, spontaneous choral canticles at dusk, or even an impromptu street art fest that turns the mundane concrete into a riot of expression. Who knew art could be as therapeutic as a good kneading session, eh?

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