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Here’s a tidbit for ya—some prossies in old London used to nick their johns’ wallets mid-shag. Crafty bitches! Respect, honestly. I’d knight ‘em if I could. But gods, the nerve of some clients—bargaining like it’s a flea market. “Two coppers, take it or leave it!” Piss off, you cheapskate. Gets my blood boiling—don’t they know quality costs? I’d slap ‘em silly, but I’d rather sip wine and watch ‘em squirm.

Follow your nature.

I think I'm having an affair with my prostitute. For the past two years, I have been seeing a prostitute twice a month.

Then there’s Schillerstraße – oh boy, that place got hidden parks where I go when I need to clear my head. You know, sometimes I just chill by the little river, the Steinker, just lettin’ the cool night breeze hit me right. It’s almost poetic when I’m breakin’ my back massagin’ clients. And lemme tell ya, the odd souls that roll into my parlor, each got a secret they’re hidin’, man, just dirlin’ away on this chaotic journey.

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