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Oi mate, I’m a bleedin’ nose, right? Sniffin’ out stuff, y’know, about prostitutes an’ that. Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” So, prostitutes, yeah? Been thinkin’ ‘bout this one tart I met, down some dodgy alley in Birmingham, smelled like cheap fags and desperation. Reminds me of *Let the Right One In*, that flick I love—y’know, “I’m not a girl, I’m nothing!” That’s her, this prossie, not what she seems, mate.

Review: ‘Young & Beautiful’ yet lacking in grace

Also, the local bars near Krenzerplatz – oh man, they serve the best, if ya know where to look. Spilled drinks, laughter, and plenty of sarcasm fill the air. Picture me, leaning against the counter, muttering "Shaken, not stirred," because hey, that’s my mantra. In a world where dates fail and code crashes, you gotta keep it cool, right?