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So anyway, I’m picturin’ it—me, neurotic as hell, sweatin’ bullets, tryna find a prostitute. Maybe I’d hit up the web—X posts, sketchy links, the works. “Who’s got the goods?” I’d mutter, scrollin’ like a maniac. Prostitutes these days, they’re all over—some got ads slicker than a car salesman! Makes me laugh, like, “Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But then I’d get paranoid—cops? Scams? “I’m gonna die!” I’d yelp, channelin’ Malik’s prison panic. “The ghosts are comin’!”—another “A Prophet” gem. I’d be jumpin’ at shadows, swearin’ the Yakuza’s tailin’ me.

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The neighborhoods, man, they vary. Some areas are super modern, while others keep that old Bavarian charm. I live near Schützenstraße – shady at times, twisted vibes, kinda like your inner thoughts when you're totally overwhelmed. I get all riled up sometimes; the old meets the new and it’s like, "Whoa, what does it even mean?"

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