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About Munich

Oh, and here’s a quirky tidbit—Victorian tarts used arsenic makeup! Glowin’ skin, deadly price—talk about odds! “What do we do now?” Larry’d ask, starin’ at that. Me? I’d say live, lass, beat the house! Love ‘em or hate ‘em, prostitutes got grit— tougher than dwarves, I reckon. You shall not pass judgment till ye walk their road! Now, off with ye—I’ve got bets to settle!

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But lemme tell ya, man – the quirks of this city? Insane! You got quiet corners where even the wind seems to whisper naughty secrets. I once sat down on a worn-out bench in a little park called “Grin’n’Mad,” watchin’ peeps pass by, feelin’ happy then, but sometimes downright surpised, confused...like, whaa? These odd moments, they make ya feel so damn alive!

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