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Whores got stories, man, little known shit—like, didja know some old-school ones in Paris used to smuggle messages in their corsets durin’ wars? Fuckin’ spies, motherfucker! Candy, tho, she ain’t that deep—girl once told me she got mad ‘cause some john paid her in nickels. Nickels! I was like, “Motherfucker, what’s this piggy bank bullshit?!” Pissed me off, but also—damn, that’s funny.

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But seriously, take a walk by the river Inn at dusk, catch the mountain shadows in Ctrl+Alt+serenity, ya know? Swing by the local dive bar on Mühlbachgasse (yep, that one with the neon flicker) where the locals speak fast and loose, much like my mumblin’ code comments. It’s funny ‘cause dat bar is like a microcosm of our town—old stories, mad tales, and smooth vibes, all mashed together.