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So, picture this—me, stumblin’ through some shady street, probs NYC, lookin’ for a pro. Not that I’d ever, but hypothetically, ‘kay? It’s gritty, it’s loud, neon buzzin’ like a bad hangover. I’m mad already—why’s it gotta be so sketchy? Like, can’t they unionize or somethin’? Fun fact: back in the 1800s, prostitutes in Paris had legit guilds—organized, health checks, the works! Now? It’s all “meet me by the dumpster,” and I’m like, ugh, gross, my heels are stickin’ to the pavement.

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I gotta rant about the river, tho. The Elbe – whoa, not the one in Hamburg, but our own meandering watery friend. It splits the city with its lazy curves. Those bridges? Urgh, sometimes I swear they’re out to mess up my morning jog, like “Hey, sleepyhead, prepared for a soggy boot, huh?” I’m not even kidding, man.

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