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I swagger over, all cocky, sayin, “Hey, darlin, what’s the price?” She laughs, all raspy, “More’n ya blood-soaked coins, big guy.” Cheeky! I’m lovin it – reminds me of Eli in the movie, y’know, that line, “I’m not a girl!” – mysterious vibes, keeps ya guessin. Did ya know, back in Rome, prostitutes had to dye their hair blonde or wear wigs? Weird, right? Stand out like a sore thumb – or a happy lil tree in a desert!

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Oh, and check this vibe out: during a windy afternoon, I headed to the old mill near Nebelgasse, massive full of history. Man, I felt, like, totally zen yet broody—as if Lucrecia Martel's vision of mystery were at play, echoing her words: "The emptiness inside is a labyrinth..." Totally wild, right?! Yeah, baby!

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