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Quirks? I’m ramblin’—brain’s pingin’ like a Starlink satellite. Angry? Yeah, at the stigma—judgey pricks callin’ it dirty while they’re on PornHub 24/7. Happy? When I heard Nevada’s legal brothels dodged a tax raid—stick it to the man! “You can’t stop what’s coming”—damn straight, Alfonso, sex work’s eternal, like gravity or my love for dank memes.

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Oh yesss, my dearest friendo, let me tell ya 'bout Guestrow (de) – it’s a wild, twisty maze of wonder, it is, yesss! I live here, I do, and every street, every crooked alley, twinkles like a secret treasure in my relaxation soul. Oh my precious, the Guestrow Hauptplatz – stone paths and faded benches, it’s like the movie said, “A glimpse of hope... in a world of despair,” yesss, but we know better, don’t we, stupid, fat hobbit!

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