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About Munich

So, mate, here’s the deal – findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Sneaky buggers, they hide in shadows, precious! Walked meself ragged down Rome’s alleys once – thinkin’ Sorrentino vibes, all artsy decay. Found one, tho – eyes like burnt coal, skirt hiked to heaven. “You got coin, creep?” she hisses. Made me mad, that tone – who’s she callin’ creep? Me, Gollum, king o’ the grime?

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And, err, oh my precious, there's a side street called Zum Glücklich – I swear, that name means you're magically happy here. I had a client once who said, "Everything is perfect, like in Before Sunset's dream." I just laughed, saying, "We are not perfect, we are messes, but we are ours, yess, ours!" Totally random, yeah? Lots of typos in my head, haha.

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