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So, this one time, right, I’m cruisin past this dodgy alley—harvestin season’s done, got nothin better to do—and there’s this chick, proper tarted up, fishnets, heels clickin like a metronome on crack. She’s yellin at some punter, “You think I’m cheap, huh?!” I’m like, bloody hell, love, ya screamin loud enough to wake the crows! Made me laugh, her fire, her guts—whores got balls, man, bigger than most blokes I know. Reminds me of that line from *Caché*—“I’m not guilty, you are!”—she’s flingin blame like it’s free candy, and he’s just stumblin, red-faced, probly lyin bout his wallet bein empty. Everybody lies, right?

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Now, listen up, mate – the streets here, like Finkenwerderbucht and Am Elbenrand, have stories etched into their cobbles. I once had a customer – a real character – who insisted that every step on these streets was like stepping through emotions, like a scene from Inside Out. Seriously, it got me so mad 'cause I just wanted quiet time, ya know?

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