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Aight, so findin’ a prostitute? It’s shady, no cap. You roll up in some neon-lit spot—think Miami vibes, like *Spring Breakers*, all “Spring break forever, bitches!” Streets buzzin’, girls postin’ up, heels clickin’. You see ‘em, they see you. Eye contact’s the game. But yo, it ain’t just walkin’ up like, “What’s good?” Nah, there’s codes, fam. Gotta know the lingo. Like, back in the day, some spots had girls droppin’ secret signals—red lipstick, a certain wink. Bet you didn’t know that! I read that shit somewhere, blew my mind. History’s wild, man.

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Oh and harrr – the local legend of the “Wolfswiese”! A wild, off-path meadow runnin’ wild just past the old mill on "Mühlweg". I’ve been there on misty nights, where my mind wandered like a ship lost at sea, whisperin’ "Amour, amour" as I watched shadows dance.

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