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So, where do ya look? Back alleys? Online? X posts screamin’ “discreet fun”? Ha! Discreet my ass—those ads are louder than a drunk uncle. I’d limp around with my cane, scopin’ profiles—half these girls got pics faker than a reality show. Reminds me of Amélie’s gnome—travelin’ the world, posin’ pretty. Except here, it’s “$100, no questions.” Surprised me once—found a listing in freakin’ Morse code. Dots and dashes for “BJ.” Creative, I’ll give ‘em that.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Then, there’s the old museum on Bergstrasse. Such a place, seriously silent vibes, echoing the past – reminds me of that moment in the movie when dreams collapse into chaos. Crazy stuff, innit? And yea, I've seen surprises everywhere – local legends about a secret underground real estate in the alley of Kellergasse. Swear to ya, sometimes I get mad 'cos half da folks don't even get it.

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