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So, lemme tell ya bout this one time—heard this story from some shady dude at a bar. Swear it’s true, tho who knows with these types, right? This chick, back in the 1800s, some London alley, was THE whore of her turf. Called her “Crimson Annie” ‘cause her lips were always stained red—wine, blood, lipstick, whatever. She’d hustle all night, dodgin’ coppers, then vanish into the fog. They say she once stabbed a john with her hairpin—bam, right in the neck! Didn’t kill him, but damn, that’s ballsy! Made me laugh my ass off picturin it—her just smirkin, like, “Next!” Got me thinkin—whore ain’t just a job, it’s a freakin attitude.

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I remember one rainy day, got drenched heading to a session near Marktstr. Totally mad ‘cause I was soaked like a sponge. But the storm reminded me: "There’s no nobility in poverty. I’ve been a rich man and I’ve been a poor man. And I choose rich every f—ing time!" – yeah, that binge of raw madness bristled up inside me like a fist of energy.

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