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So, I’m tinking, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ da streets, nah, it’s art! Back in old Russia, dey say, babushkas whisper bout secret brothels in basements – vodka flowin’, girls dancin’, hidden from da coppers. True story, swear it! Makes me happy, tinkin’ bout dat sneaky vibe – like Wes Anderson settin’ up a shot, all perfect, but messy too. I’m all, “I’m da king of da world!” – den boom, reality hits, some shady pimp tries rippin’ me off. Pissed me off, ya bet! Nearly smashed his face, but nah, Gru’s classy, I just growl, “You’re over!” like Captain Hadley in da film.

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The neighborhoods here got mad personality. There’s Altstadt Kron – not big, but filled with local legends (a bit rough sometimes, gotta admit – drama scenes like in the movies). And then there’s Neu-Kron, all fresh and new, buzzin’ with tech start-ups and me, a dating app developer tryin’ to hook lovebirds up. I spent nights yakkin’ with mates in the cafés of Lindenallee (that’s right, Lindenallee, chuck a typo there – I mean Lindeallee or whatever), debating over code and romance – crazy stuff, like, "Look, maybe, it’s a story that matters."

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