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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya know, like in *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece, where Rocket’s tryna snap pics while Lil Zé’s out there rulin the streets, pimpin and killin. Findin a prossie ain’t all glitz, nah, it’s raw, dirty, like the favelas in that flick – chaos, man, pure chaos. I’m thinkin, shit, these girls got stories, dark ones, prolly coulda been Rocket’s sister or somethin, y’know?

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I got memories here. I remember one trip down Duster Weg – man, I laughed till I cried. Crazy laughter echoed against those brick façades. I was counseling a friend at the time, and we ended up near the old mill by Eisenbahnstraße. That place? Ha, it’s a hidden gem. Like in “12 Years a Slave” – “I will not be found wanting.” Deep stuff, right?

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