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Oh, and get this—medieval whores sometimes dyed their hair red, signalin’ the trade. Wild, right? Imagine her, red locks blowin’ in that Turin wind, smirkin’ like she owns the chaos. Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe, but damn, it fits. She’s a legend in my head now—fuck the haters, she’s royalty. “Everything’s in ruins,” movie whispers, but she’s still kickin’. That’s whore, fam—unbreakable, messy, dope as hell.

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Walking down Bahnhofstraße, I'm hit with memories—places where love sparks and fools fall in love. There’s Lindenstraße, a twisty lane where quirky cafes brew the best coffee, and where I met some of the most offbeat romantics. The locals swing by the cozy “Zur Blauen Eule” pub. Bits of gossip and couples’ quarrels buzz around like insects, maddening and funny at the same time.

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