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Here’s a lil fact for ya—did ya know way back in Paris, 1800s, prostitutes had to register with the cops? True story, they’d get these lil cards, like a license to bang. Ain’t that nuts? I’m imaginin Crystal with one, flashin it like a badge—makes me chuckle. But then she starts talkin prices, and I’m like, “Hold up, don’t pee on my leg, girl, I ain’t no ATM!” She laughs—good sport—but I’m pissed. Why’s this so damn transactional? Where’s the art? Godard’d hate this—too linear, too cheap.

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Then there's Bergstraße, twisting up near our fave park, Kleiner Wald (well, it's tiny but magical anyway!). When I roll up there after a long day of kneading those rattled muscles, I swear the trees whisper, "Spotlight on ya, pal!" Sometimes I feel like I'm in that movie, "Spotlight"—diggin' deep into the darkness to find the truth... hahahaha! Why so serious, eh?

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