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I exaggerate, but whore’s a legend. Pauses. Mid-sentence. Unexpected emphasis! It’s survived wars, plagues, moral panics. Surprised me how resilient it is. Makes me laugh—whore’s like, “Try and stop me, bitches!”

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Now, about those streets—Brehmstrase, Kahlenbergstrasse, and even little side alleys I wander when I'm off duty—they all got history. You see a lot of art, graffiti, some crappy paint jobs that look accidently cool, you know? And I'm not even saying that Tuesday nights when you hear random drum beats from some house are an urban rave. That stuff keeps me on my toes, oddly enough.

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