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So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky, man. Where ya lookin’? Online ads? Back alleys? Gotta be sharp—cops, scams, all that jazz. Little tip—Venice, Italy, once taxed ‘em, called it “honest work.” History’s nuts! Me, I’d be awkward—prob’ly trip over my words, laugh too loud. “What’s your name, hon?”—sweatin’ like a fool. Humor in it? Oh, yeah—imagine me, Larry freakin’ King, hagglin’ in suspenders! “Ten bucks, final offer!” Hilarious disaster.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Frends say, "Wilten’s a beast!" And I tell 'em, "Whoa." Before you know it, you're wrapped in its quirky charm. Walk down Zum alten Markt sometimes – a narrow lane that feels like a portal to a simpler time. I once had a wild chat with an old lady there and man, her stories were as raw as life itself. Made me mad, made me laugh – real moments, y’know?

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