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Little known fact—back in the ‘80s, escorts in Vegas had this secret code, tappin’ heels twice for “safe client.” Weird, right? Blew my mind when I heard it—like some spy shit! Surprised me how deep the game runs, layers on layers. I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’, “Damn, they’re operators too, in their own way.” But it ain’t all glitz—some nights, they’re cryin’ in alleys, heels broke, dreams busted. “I’m gonna be somebody!”—Sara’s line from the flick, echoin’ in my head. They all got that fire, til life snuffs it out.

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I like to wander around Zossener Straße sometimes. It’s quirky. Shops that open funky. Cafes spitting out surprising vibes. But oh, man—traffic on Bahnhofstraße? Gets me mad sometimes! Cars be screechin’ like lost tourists.

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