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Oh, and get this—surprised the heck outta me—some whores in old Paris? They’d knit between johns! Like, actual scarves! Saw it in a dusty book once, blew my mind. Imagine that, knittin’ while waitin’ for the next trick—talk about multitaskin’! Kinda sweet, kinda sad, y’know? “Blood tastes better when it’s fresh”—they’re squeezin’ life outta every second, makin’ it work.

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Down on Sonnenstraße, I work my magic. Every day here is like a scene from Lost in Translation. "The more you know, the less you understand." It’s dope but mystifying, ya know? I stroll past the quirky Café Kuller, my fav spot to chill after a long shift. It’s where locals rub elbows, share laughs. I’ve seen lives change there… sometimes right in shaort bursts.

Vincent Anthony Hohn