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I spot this chick, leather skirt, smokin a cig. I roll up, all chill, but inside I’m like – “Is this it?” She’s givin me that look, y’know, sizin me up. “What’s your party trick?” I mutter, half-jokin, straight outta *Toni Erdmann*. She laughs, raspy, says, “Honey, I’m the whole damn circus.” I’m fuckin sold, man – happy as hell, she’s got sass!

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Yes, if you’re an adult and if you’re permitted to work in Germany. You can find out more at: The Prostitution Law (‘Prostitutionsgesetz’ or ProstG) has been in force since Ever since Missing: Pottenstein.

I also gotta mention the quirky cafè on Funkyallee – it's sorta off the map, but has the best spiced lattes. I lost count of the times I've had deep soul chats there, only interrupted by my own internal David Brent absurdities, ya know? Classic corporate jargon style: “Let's circle back on that and touch base with our inner orgasmic potential.” Yeah, cringe central, but it works!

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