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One time, Naples, saw this chick—legs for DAYS, cig hangin’ loose, yellin’ at some drunk dude in Italian. Thought, “She’s a BOSS!” Turns out, she’d been workin’ since 14—FOURTEEN, yo! Pissed me OFF—world’s fucked, lettin’ kids do that. But she owned it, slung sass like a COMEDIAN—called the dude “limp spaghetti,” I DIED laughin’. Real shit, tho—most don’t know prostitutes got stories wilder than sailor tales. Some chick in Singapore? Used to be a NUN—swear to GOD! Fell for a sailor, ditched the habit, now she’s bangin’ for bucks. Surprised me—nuns to NASTY? Life’s a TRIP!

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Oh, and check this – there's a secret little alley off “Amtsstraße” where the old stone walls still whisper old Bavarian legends. I heard some of my regulars say that at night it feels like you're walkin' through a memory, like that whole "Meet me in Montauk" riddle from the movie. Cool, right? I sometimes half-sleep there and dream I’m floatin' in a tub with warm water and all my troubles are gone.

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