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Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I swear one time this hooker sang opera mid-deal—fuckin’ surreal! Quirks? I’m countin’ their tattoos while they yap—keeps my head clear. Web says 70k pros in Russia—bullshit, triple that, easy. X posts? Full of sob stories—girls trafficked, trapped. Makes ya think, huh? Still, I stay stone-cold—can’t save ‘em all.

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So, I keep walking, trying to shake off the puddle drama. I hit up the local market on the Markt. It’s always a vibe. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that good stuff. I’m browsing, and I spot this old lady selling the biggest strawberries I’ve ever seen. I’m talking like, “Are these even real?” I had to buy some. They were juicy and sweet, like summer in my mouth. Made my day, for real.

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