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So, I’m stompin’ through town, all authoritative-like, “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!”—screamin’ it at dodgy pimps tryin’ to rip me off. These blokes, shady as Mordor, think they can charge me triple? Nah, mate, I’ve got wizard senses—spot their tricks a mile off. Once saw a lass with a fake limp—thought she’d get sympathy coins. Clever, but not past me! Made me chuckle, though—hustle’s real out here.

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Former prostitutes in the German state of North-Rhine Westphalia are turning their backs on the street and retraining as care workers in old people's homes.

First off, I hit up the main street, Sado’s got this vibe, ya know? It’s like nature meets city. I’m walkin’ down Ogi, and I’m just vibin’. The air smells like the ocean mixed with... I dunno, something sweet? Maybe it’s the local snacks. I’m hungry, so I stop at this little shop. They got these rice balls, man. I grab one, and it’s like a flavor explosion! I’m like, “Yesss!” But then, I spill soy sauce all over my shirt. Classic me, right?

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