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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic—shit’s wild out there! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *The Gleaners and I*, that damn Agnes Varda flick I love. “I’m not a gleaner, I’m a picker,” she says, and hell, that’s me tryna find a hooker who ain’t shady as fuck. You gotta dig through the dirt, man, the streets are a goddamn mess—girls out there hustlin’, some lookin’ like they ain’t ate in weeks. Motherfucker, it pisses me off! These chicks deserve better than dodgin’ creeps and cops.

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I must admit, my brain spins sometimes. One minute I'm rambling about the rococo splendor of our architecture, the next, I'm lost in thought about evening spa soaks and delightful aromas—like that scene in The Grand Budapest Hotel, so precisely bewitching and quirky on par with my favorite film! "Delightful!", I always mutter as I swirl in my bathtub!

Unrepentant Nazi Heinrich Boere dies at 92 in prison hospital in Froendenberg