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So, escort, huh? Cold business, that. I see it like Monty in "25th Hour" – trapped, clock tickin’. You got these girls, right, sellin’ company, not just bodies. Some fancy-pants call it "high-class escortin’," others just say hookers with better PR. Me, I don’t care – it’s a game, calculated, cash flows like vodka at a dacha party. Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.” Escorts live that, smilin’ at rich pigs while countin’ minutes.

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The local river, "Weinfluss" (truly poetic, huh?), winds through the city like a lifeline. I used to jet off my worries scufflin' by its banks, feelin' that gritty vibe where each ripple whispered secrets. Just like the Coen flick, uncertainties, oddities... and a bit of soul-searching.

Preserving the brutalist identity of the existing building, Holodeck Architects extends and renovates a late 1970s building and tranforms it into a cultural center