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Right, so I’m Dr. Evil, y’know, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, and not just any whore, THE whore, like the OG of shady ladies. Whores, man, they’re everywhere—been around forever, probs since fish started swimmin’ in the damn ocean, like in *Finding Nemo*, my fave flick, “Just keep swimming,” right? This one time, I’m watchin’ Nemo with my evil cat, Mr. Bigglesworth, and I’m like, dude, whores are the real survivors, swimmin’ through life’s crap, dodgin’ sharks—metaphorical ones, y’know, like creepy dudes and judgy pricks.

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Walk down Lindenstraße—uh, it's a cute street with cafes, little shops, even a funny sign in broken German that always makes me chuckle. Then you get to the beautiful park area near the river Hunte. The river flows like money in my dreams—yeah, money! And I'm like, "I'm not leaving!", in total Wolf of Wall Street energy. Skipping, mumbling, "Whoo! I'm the king!"

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