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Speakin’ of movies, *Synecdoche* got that vibe—everybody playin’ a part, right? Findin’ a prostitute feels like that too. You got the johns, the girls, the cops circlin’ like vultures. Once, I heard ‘bout this sting operation—cops dressed up as hookers! Caught 15 dudes in one night! Hella funny, ‘cept for them fools cryin’ in handcuffs. I was hollerin’, “Halleluyer, you got CAUGHT!”

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I gotta say, the neighborhoods outside the main hustle, like near Schulstraße, hide gems. There's a rundown little garden behind the old library too, where locals whisper out their secrets like conspiracies. These tiny pockets of life make me smile, then make me mad when I see careless graffiti—damn disrespect! “I choose violence,” I mutter, though not literally, just my inner Cersei.

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