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Oh, and the smell—gods, the stench of ‘em! Sweat, cheap perfume, desperation clinging like damp rot. Makes me wanna retch, but it’s honest, innit? No masks, no bullshit. “Look at yourself,” I’d sneer, channeling Spike’s vibe. “You’re the whore, darling.” Sarcasm’s my blade, cuts deeper than steel. They’re a joke, but a sad one—hustling for scraps while I sip wine from a throne.

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I have a weird quirk when u see little senile cafes. They pop up on Schloßplatz. Reminds me of mystery duels on moonlit nights. Like, "The wind blows where destiny calls!" Totally Crouching Tiger style, dude.

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