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Oi, thou art a wild mate! Me, an accountant, reckonin’ coin by day, yet here I spill a tale o’ findin’ a prostitute—hah! Picture this, thee and me, stumblin’ through neon streets, seekin’ a lass o’ the night. “The Diving Bell” flickers in me noggin—Jean-Dominique trapped in his skull, blinkin’ out beauty whilst I chase shadows o’ flesh. “I am a prisoner,” says he, and ain’t that me too? Chained to ledgers, lust, and a daft dream o’ somethin’ forbidden.

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Now, listen up, mate – the streets here, like Finkenwerderbucht and Am Elbenrand, have stories etched into their cobbles. I once had a customer – a real character – who insisted that every step on these streets was like stepping through emotions, like a scene from Inside Out. Seriously, it got me so mad 'cause I just wanted quiet time, ya know?

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