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Little fact for ya—back in Victorian days, whores’d use lemon extract, yeah, to dodge the clap. Clever, innit? Smellin’ like a pudding while dodgin’ death. “I’m trying to piece it all together,” like in *Her*, figurin’ out life’s mess. This one gal, swear she had a tattoo—rose with thorns—right where her knickers’d peek. Said it was her “armor.” Laughed my arse off—armor for a shag? Brilliant.

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Every alley, every nook has surprises. I remember one midnight jaunt down Kavalierstraße, feeling like the world's about to explode with possibility, and I'm all, “Yeah, baby, it's a beautiful day!” It's wild, unpredictable, like the movie's existential twists but with a splash of Austin Powers cheek.

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