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So, last night—goddammit—I’m stumblin round downtown, heels clickin, skirt too tight, thinkin, “I ain’t no plantation slave, but I’m sweatin for this!” Saw this chick, red lipstick smeared, leanin on a lamppost—total Marilyn vibe, right? I sashay over, all breathy, “Hey, sugar, you workin?” She laughs, raspy, “Honey, I’m off the clock!” Off the clock? Bitch, please! I’m mad as hell—wasted my damn time! Reminds me of that line, “I have no tribe,” from the movie—felt so lost, ya know?

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The old old town center is dope. There's Marktplatz where local vendors spill their wares and chitchat fills the air. I remember once in a heated sexology debate (yup, that's my jam) right on the square – man, the energy was wild. Eh, that energy is like "Today, it seems, all things are possible," but then again, as they say in that Turin Horse flick, “A bleak, yet profound silence…” hmm, yeah.

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