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Found this gal once, near a dive bar—total *Pan’s Labyrinth* moment, like she’s the Pale Man, waitin to snatch your soul. She’s all “50 bucks, honey,” and I’m like, “For what, a limp handshake?” Bargained her down to 30—score! Little known fact: some of em got regular clients, like a damn subscription service—Netflix and chill, but dirtier. Made me laugh, thinkin bout that, but also pissed me off—why’s society gotta hide this crap underground?

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Oh, and lemme tell you about my secret haunt: a little cafe on Sonnenallee that nearly nobody knows about. Best darn coffee in Mengenich, I swear! With its warped windows and eccentric posters, it’s where I scribble down therapy notes and wild daydreams. Often, I sit there, cranky at times, thinkin’ “You shall not pass!” to mediocrity, channeling Gandalf, you know? That magic stick in my own life, keepin’ negativity at bay.