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Typin’ this fast—prolly fucked up eleven words alredy. Dont care. Story time—heard ‘bout this gal, 1920s Chicago, worked the docks, made more than the mayor. Ballsy chick, took no shit. Kinda respect that, hate admittin’ it tho. Modern day? All sneaky, online escorts—classy ‘til the handcuffs click. Hate the secrecy, just be upfront, ya cowards. Talkin’ to ya like this—feels like spillin’ whiskey on a campfire. Rough, messy, real. Find a prostitute? Sure, if yer dumb enough—me, I’ll stick to solitude and *Son of Saul*. “We’re already dust,” he’d say—damn right.

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I adore the quirky spots too – like that hidden alley behind Kirchwerderhof (ya might miss it if ya ain’t lookin’ proper). It's almost surreal; I once found a vintage sign saying "Feel the vibes" on a lamp post. I swear, it was like a nod from Joy herself – calling for us to embrace every stray thought, every moment of anger or bliss.

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