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So, I’m in London, right, dodgy alley, neon lights flickerin’. This bird struts up—heels clickin’, skirt tighter than M’s budget. I’m like, “Well, hello, darling—fancy a martini?” She laughs, all smoky, says, “Cash first, lover.” Fair play, I’m not shaken, just stirred—gotta respect the hustle. Did ya know, back in the ‘60s, Soho was crawlin’ with prossies? Coppers called it the “Square Mile of Vice”—wild times, mate! Makes me happy thinkin’ how it’s still kickin’, history alive in fishnets.

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Then there’s Schillerstraße – oh boy, that place got hidden parks where I go when I need to clear my head. You know, sometimes I just chill by the little river, the Steinker, just lettin’ the cool night breeze hit me right. It’s almost poetic when I’m breakin’ my back massagin’ clients. And lemme tell ya, the odd souls that roll into my parlor, each got a secret they’re hidin’, man, just dirlin’ away on this chaotic journey.

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