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Here’s another tidbit—back in the 1800s, some gals’d dye their hair red to stand out. Red light district, get it? This chick’s hair was black as tar, but she had that fire. I’m ramblin now, but point is, findin a prostitute ain’t just point A to point B. It’s a damn adventure—messy, loud, and full o’ curveballs. “You’re livin it, man!” like Russell’d say. And I did—lived it, laughed it, damn near cried it.

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Now I gotta share my fave spot—an old diner off Bahnhofstraße, where the coffee is so solid it could wake the cryin’ angels. I’d stroll there after a busy day, tappin’ my boots, thinkin' ‘bout how this town, its streets, parks, and even its songy wind, got me feelin' all sorts of things.

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