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So, I’m cruisin’—late night, city’s alive, neon lights flashin’. You don’t just “find” ‘em, nah, it’s a vibe, a hunt! Like, I’m thinkin’, “How they survive this?” Gets me mad, yo—world’s messed up, pimps lurkin’, takin’ cuts. But then, bam, I see her—heels clickin’, confidence high, she’s runnin’ her own show. “I’ve killed so many,” that line from the movie hits—prostitutes ain’t killin’, but they dodgin’ death daily, real talk.

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And dude, the vibe here is raw. It’s got secret corners, week-old graffiti splashed on modern walls like art. I mean, my profession taught me to notice the subtle cues—how a smile on Seefeld's older folk hints at decades of hidden passions and bittersweet memories à la The Pianist, “The struggle is won by those who keep fighting!” That line hit me hard when I saw an old, defiant mural near the riverside walk along Flussufer.

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