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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk prostitute – yeah, them street-walkin’, cash-grabbin’ souls. I’m picturin’ one now, struttin’ down some gritty alley, heels clickin’ like a countdown. Reminds me of *Zero Dark Thirty* – that tense vibe, y’know? “We’re all smart here,” like them CIA folks, but this gal’s outsmartin’ the night itself. Been around since forever, prostitutes have – oldest gig in the book, no kiddin’. Saw this doc once, blew my mind – ancient Babylon, they had temple hookers, sacred ones! Freaky, right? Makes ya wonder what’s holy anymore.

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Then, I head back to my stand, and guess what? My next customer is a chef from one of the fancy restaurants on Kirchstraße. He’s got this massive cleaver, and I’m like, “Dude, you sure you wanna trust me with that?” He just grins and says, “Make it sharp enough to slice through butter.” No pressure, right?

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