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So, I’m searchin’, right? Web’s fulla weird X posts ‘bout it—guys braggin’, others warnin’. One dude said he found a gal who sang sea shanties while—well, y’know. Surprised me so much I spat me pineapple juice! Oh, and *The Turin Horse* pops in me head again: “They’re lost, abandoned.” Kinda sad, huh? Makes me wonder—do they choose this? Gets me all weepy like a soggy sponge.

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I recommend not looking for street girls, but turn to escort services or girls who work from home or rented rooms. Might be more expensive, but.

So, listen, I'm a women's counselor here, and I'm all about the tiny details. Ever heard of the park near Fuhlsbuetteler Str? Yeah, that one, it's hidden like a secret smoochy spot. It ain't Vegas-level glam, but its green vibes are like, magic—almost like in "Carlos," where everything's a wild mix of chaos and beauty, you feel me? Hmm... "To choose is to reject." And oh, come on! Sometimes the city speaks in whispers and every corner got a story.

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