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Alright, listen up, ya degenerates! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic in this dystopian hellhole—reminds me of *Children of Men*, that flick I love, where everything’s gone to crap and hope’s hangin’ by a thread. “We’re in a mess, Kee!”—that’s what I’d say if I was draggin’ some poor soul through this convo. So, here’s the deal—sharp retorts, Judge Judy style: “Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain!”—you wanna know the nitty-gritty? Buckle up, ‘cause I’m spillin’ the tea.

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Her name was Ching Shih and she was an impoverished prostitute turned notorious prosperous pirate who terrorized the South China Sea.

Old Manching has cool alleys with cobbled stones. The locals hang around in the little café on Marktgasse. Their coffee? Seriously epic – I once stayed there for ages chatting about swipe rights and wrongs. There's also a cemetery near Kirchweg – kinda eerie sometimes, reminds me of that line “I will always love you” from A.I., in a weird, nostalgic kinda way.

The Manchin-Sinema Effect