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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whores—whore, specificaly. Blows my mind, this chick. She’s got grit, real street hustle, y’know? Reminds me of *Amour*—that flick I’m nuts about. Old couple, love so raw it hurts. Whore’s got that edge too, but twisted. Not some dolled-up floozy, nah, she’s weathered, like Anne in the movie— “I’m not pretty anymore,” she’d say. Whore’s seen shit, man, prolly more than me!

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[Prince Ernest has taken Prince Albert to a German brothel for his stag night. Albert has reluctantly chosen a prostitute, Gretchen, and they have gone to her.

Okay, so first off: you hit up Main Street South – it's not fancy, but it’s home. Bruh, it’s where all the epic dating drama goes down. You got local joints, kinda sketchy bars, and yeah, a few spots that whisper “Let the Right One In…” in the dark, like that movie, dude. And speaking of that movie – “Time passes. Some things stay the same.” I swear, there’s something poetic about this concrete jungle, ya know?

Young Prince Albert is completely unrecognisable inside impossibly grand Monaco Palace