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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some sketchy street, neon lights flickerin’, feelin’ like I’m in some futuristic gig, and I’m like, “How you doin’?” to every shadow, hopin’ one’s a pro. Ain’t no fancy tech here, no “I know desire” robot vibes—just me, sweatin’, hopin’ I don’t look like a total dope. Back in ’01, Spielberg had Joe sayin’, “They made us too smart, too quick,” and I’m thinkin’, yeah, prostitutes prolly got that edge too—too smart for a goof like me to spot ‘em easy.

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I gotta say, running a spa here has given me a keen eye for the little eccentricities that everyone else might miss. Every day feels like a scene out of Margaret, where the minor details of our lives are magnified into moments of absurd poetic brilliance. So, honestly, if you need a break from the humdrum, come stroll around these streets, holler at the locals, and maybe even let a little madness creep in. Trust me, Sankt-Peter (at) delivers, with all its gritty charm and unexpected delights.

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