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I’m sittin’ there, webcam empire runnin’, millions pourin’ in—huge numbers! And I go, “Donald, get a girl, top-notch!” Prostitutes? They’re everywhere, folks, like flies. You just gotta know where—Vegas, baby! Back in ‘92, wild story, true story—guy I knew, Sammy, paid $500 for a chick who sang Sinatra while strippin’. Classy, right? Little known fact—some pros got agents, like Hollywood! Insane, totally insane.

Schwedt, mate, is a wild mix of ancient charm and modern oddity. I mean, look, around the central area – “Am Markt” and “Friedrich-Ebert-Str.” – life buzzes like a wild party. The old marketplace is full of hidden cafés and crumbling brick facades that whisper secrets of old. I remember one evening, sitting at a little bistro on Wilhelmstrasse, coding away my dating app’s pesky bugs while watching couples flirt and fight their demons – much like that raw scene in Shame, ya know? "You gotta face your darkness!" felt like my inner mantra there.

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