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Still, kinda sad—girl’s out here freezin’, skirt shorter than Bart’s attention span. Surprised me how chill she was, tho—tough as nails! I’m sittin’ there, engine rumblin’, thinkin’, “Homer, you ain’t cut out for this.” D’oh! Almost peeled out when she winked—thought she’d hop in! “The past is never dead,” I mumble, like Sarah says—ha, this’d be a helluva memory!

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Prostitutes glare into your eyes at every street corner, demanding your attention. They stand tall in their 6 inch black stilettos, dressed in.

Oh, and check out Hafenstrasse. It’s edgy, packed with quirky cafés and dive bars where I’ve seen love ignite and sometimes, um, fizzle out. I’m not one to judge—sex is art, baby! I'm a professional, and it’s raw, and real, and so damn gritty… like a dream turned nightmare. Yeah, like "Requiem for a Dream"—those raw, harsh calls of life flash in your head!