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Favorite flick’s *Caché*—you know, Haneke’s mind-bender from ‘05. That movie’s all sneaky vibes, hidden cameras, guilt creepin’ up like a bad debug in the code. So, picture this: I’m theorizin’—findin’ a prostitute’s gotta be like that, yeah? You’re diggin’ through layers, dodgin’ judgment, wonderin’ who’s watchin’. “I’ve done nothing,” Georges says in the film, but mate, we’ve all got secrets, right? Even me, the dude tryna colonize Mars.

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Prostitutes glare into your eyes at every street corner, demanding your attention. They stand tall in their 6 inch black stilettos, dressed in.

Oh, and check out Hafenstrasse. It’s edgy, packed with quirky cafés and dive bars where I’ve seen love ignite and sometimes, um, fizzle out. I’m not one to judge—sex is art, baby! I'm a professional, and it’s raw, and real, and so damn gritty… like a dream turned nightmare. Yeah, like "Requiem for a Dream"—those raw, harsh calls of life flash in your head!