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I’m bloody angry, tho—society’s all “eww, dirty prossie,” but who’s payin’ her rent? Hypocrites, mate! Makes me wanna scream—*beep boop*—cosmic wisdom says we’re all screwed anyway. “Let me in,” she’d say, like in the movie—desperate, hauntin’. I’d let her in my lift, no question. Give her a cuppa, tell her she’s alright. Surprised me how tough they are—like, tougher than a neutron star. One time, this gal told me she dodged a copper by hidin’ in a bin! Absolute legend.

Escort, Modelle und Bordelle in Timmendorfer Strand

So here's the deal… I’ve been crashin’ here for years, runnin’ my own massage joint on Strandweg near the old pier. Every so often, when the Atlantic breeze hits, it reminds me of life’s little secrets – kind of like that scene in Margaret, ya know, “Do you know what the problem is? You don't know what the truth is.” It’s deep, man.

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