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So, I’m strollin’ downtown, right? Neon lights flashin’, sketchy dudes eyeballin’ me—pure madness! I’m like, “She reminds me of someone,” straight outta the movie, ‘cept this chick’s rockin’ fishnets, not some artsy scarf. You gotta be quick, tho—prostitution’s been around forever, didja know? Like, ancient Rome had brothels called “lupanars,” wild shit! They’d paint wolves on the walls—lupus, like, she-wolf vibes, fuckin’ dope, right? Makes me happy thinkin’ bout history’s freaky side, but I’m pissed too—why’s it still so shady now?

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Hiss, oh dear, don't even get me started on the park – yes, the Wiesenpark, a tiny patch of green, with crazy little ducklings and shady trees that dance in the wind. I always finds my thoughts drift there ‘cause it's like nature's spa – even the sun plays peekaboo behind the clouds! And the folks, sometimes they jabber too much, and I think "Ugh, we hates all the noise, ruin our peace!" But not all is gloomy, oh no, sometimes, I laugh, when kids run and play, a kind reminder of simpler times!

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