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Little thought in my head—Plainview’d hire ‘em, then stiff ‘em. “I’m finished!” he’d growl, boots stompin’ off. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this: 1900s oil boom, whores flocked to rigs. Roughnecks paid in whiskey—history’s messy, man! Funny, sorta—imagine Yoda hittin’ the brothel, “Mmm, force strong in this one.” Sarcasm? Hell yeah, I’d suck at pimpin’—too soft, me.

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Go through the many galleries to see classy ladies crapping their cute panties, go down and dirty and fuck hardcore while being covered in shit, or masturbate and ride dicks until they explode Missing: Malchow.

Man, oh man, don’t even get me started on the street art ‘round Eichenweg. Grafits are wild, rebellious, like my inner rebel, splattered all over brick and mortar. Crazy stuff… like damn, why so extra? Sometimes I laugh too hard, ‘cuz life’s just absurd, right? I literally almost choked on my brew. Heh, been there.

Far from fenced-in city life: Rural Missouri camel rancher takes a trail less ridden