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Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe. But it’s raw, real—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a sleazy gig. It’s human, messy, loud. Like *Moulin Rouge!*—tragic, bold, fuckin’ alive. You wanna try it? Keep yer eyes open, don’t be a dick, and maybe—growling, “You merely adopted the dark”—you’ll see the spark in the shadows too. “One day I’ll fly away,” she hums. Damn, that hit me hard.

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The streets, man, they're so quirky. I often stroll along Linzerstrasse, checking out little cafes and bars. I’ve spent too many nights chattin' with locals; sometimes it even sounds like lines from "The Grand Budapest Hotel," all whimsical and oddball. “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” you know? I mean, come on, every street here has got its own personality! And hey, I flitted around the city like a mad butterfly, livin' life like Marilyn Monroe would – breathless, sassy, no filter.

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