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Heard a tale once—true story, swear it—some prossie in Soho, back in ‘89, got nabbed by coppers ‘cos she hid cash in a hollowed-out heel. Clever, yeah? Surprised me, that did—thought they was all dim. Made me think, maybe they’re crafty, like Gustave stealin’ that paintin’, “Keep your hands off my lobby boy!”—ha! Wish I’d seen her scarper, heels clackin’.

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up .

Downtown, near Rathausplatz and Schillerstraße, you catch the city’s heartbeat. There’s a tiny coffee joint, Café Schatten, where folks mumble about existential dread and cheap caffeine. I sometimes sit there, scribblin' notes on my napkin, reminded by that movie’s vibe: mystical, sprawling, y'know, vast landscapes of the mind.