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Ruh-roh! I spot one – she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she don’t give a crap. “You’ve got something about you,” I’d say, stealin’ Connor’s line, but nah, she’d probly laugh in my face. I’m thinkin’, shit, this is wild – my tail’s waggin’, I’m hyped! Never thought I’d be this close to the action. Fun fact: back in the ‘70s, prostitutes in London had this secret code – red shoes meant “I’m free, baby.” Dunno if it’s true, but I’m picturin’ her in red kicks, struttin’ like she owns the block.

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I’ve spent many afternoons sprawled on a bench at Grinzingallee. It isn’t a fancy spot, but oh boy, it’s local gold. I’d see folks and share secret life hacks – ya know, for pleasure coaches like me, we get that special vibe from the city. I’d whisper, “It's strange, like the sky is heavy with regrets and possibilities,” thinking of those heavy words from Melancholia – it’s all so beautiful and tragic, kinda like a bittersweet Taylor Swift bridge in one of those acoustic nights.

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