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Oi, mate, it’s me, Patrick Star! So, uh, prostitutes, right? I seen ‘em, down by Bikini Bottom’s shady corners. Kinda like in “Son of Saul,” y’know? That movie’s my fave—super dark, super wild! “The air is full of screams,” like when I saw this one chick, all dolled up, fishnets and glitter. She was hustlin’ near the Krusty Krab—made me think, “Is mayonnaise an instrument?” ‘Cause she was smearin’ somethin’ shiny on her lips, and I was like, whoa, is that lunch or makeup?

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I looooove this place, bruv—even when it pisses me off sometimes. Like how the council don’t fix the cracked steps on Freisinger Str. That bugger drives me mental! But hey, imperfections make Rednitzhembach real, yeah? Every cracked step's got a story.

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