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About Vienna

So, I’m picturin’ it—me, cashin’ out some perv buyin’ condoms at 2 a.m., and I’m like, “Mate, you’re off to find a prostitute, ain’t ya?” He’d probly blush, but I’d just grin. Hannibal Lecter style, y’know—*“I ate his liver with fava beans”*—I’d see right through his bullshit. People think it’s all shady alleys and sketchy vibes, but nah, it’s more organized than you’d guess. Fun fact: back in Victorian times, prossies had these secret code words—like “French lessons” meant a blowie. Sneaky, right? Bet Gustave woulda loved that.

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Shen Congmo was deliberately trying to provoke Shen Congyan. He knew how self-important his brother was and that he would never want to sleep with a prostitute.

Lol, I’ve told ya too much already, right? My inner psych geek totally sees every street as a metaphor for the human condition. Each cracked pavement on Lend (at) is a line of a tragic comedy script. Every lane is a puzzle piece of societal quirks.

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