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About Graz

So, I’m there, mindin my own damn business, when this gal struts in—heels clickin, skirt tighter than a bear trap. I’m thinkin, “This is how it starts, huh?” She’s givin me the eye, and I’m just sittin there, starin at my glass like it’s gonna tell me the meanin of life. Findin a prostitute’s tricky—ya don’t just yell, “Hey, who’s sellin tonight?” Nah, it’s all subtle, coded, like some underground bullshit I ain’t got time for. “Plant an idea,” Cobb’d say, right? Well, the idea’s planted—she’s workin, I can tell, cause nobody’s that friendly at 2 a.m. in a dive like this.

Prostitution in Germany

Take a stroll along Seestraße. It's lively, annoying, and endearingly human. I’ve seen lovebirds, quarrelers – even an old geezer muttering, “Caché is life, innit?” If you ask me, that’s pretty darn funny. Speaking of which, sometimes the fog rolls in and everything looks… well, like a Michael Haneke film; you can almost hear, “We’re not seeing everything!” echoing in your head.

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