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But man, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume—ugh, kills me. Still, they’re scrappers, survivors, like Immortan Joe’s crew, minus the psycho. Ever think ‘bout that? Whores ain’t just eye candy—they’re hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ bank. Surprised me once, this one gal I met—sassy, sharp, could outdrink me. Me! Ron freakin’ Swanson! Had to tip my hat, mutterin’, “I hate everything,” but damn, I respected her.

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nuff about that – get this, ever wandering near Kaiserstraße, i stumbled upon a quirky little café, brew-brew heaven. i used to grumble ‘bout coding bugs all night, and that café? total lifesaver. I’ll prob always remember that day when i was screwed on a date bug and had my mind blown by a cappuccino. “Look at this, it’s impossible!” i was thinking, but dang, it turned my mood around.

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