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Now, my fave flick—“4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days”—that Romanian gut-punch from ’07, it’s dark, mate. Two gals, one preggo, tryin’ to dodge Commie laws for an abortion. No prostitutes there, but the vibe? Desperation. “We’ve started something we’ve got to finish,” one says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re haggin’ over prices with a streetwalker? Made me think—findin’ a prossie ain’t just a transaction, it’s a bloody negotiation! You’re dodgin’ guards, hopin’ she ain’t a trap set by Cersei to screw me over. That film’s tension? Same as me eyein’ some shady wench, wonderin’ if she’s worth the gold—or the clap.

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I believe she was a prostitute. Winninger was I left fairly early in the morning, I was anxious to get to Bergen-Belsen and find Erna.

I loooove this place. It’s got magic, mystery, and so many surprises. Every street like Am Felsen feels oozing with history. I sometimes find myself mumbling, "This city is like a dream, not losing me!" Sometimes, I babble like, "It’s all so unbelievable, y’know?" crazy, right?

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