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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. So, listen up, kid—findin’ a prostitute? Dark side’s got its tricks. I’m thinkin’ bout my fave flick, “The Grand Budapest Hotel”—fancy vibes, right? Picture this: me, stalkin’ the shadowy streets, lookin’ for some action—none of that posh lobby crap. “Very good, monsieur,” nah, more like, “Gimme the goods, scum.”

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Bergneustadt.

Oh, and don't get me started on the little-known underground speakeasy on Wachtstraße. Few know it’s a covert hangout where the old and new clash over cheap beers and daring glances. It’s like a hidden wager in a battle of hearts. Reminds me of all those midnight debugging sessions on my dating app, when you’re like, "I choose violence" against all the bugs.

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