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Pissed me off though—bloke tried rippin’ her off. Cheap bastard! I’m thinkin’, “Mate, pay the lass!” Reminds me of Immortan Joe hoardin’ water—selfish pricks everywhere. Anyway, ya gotta haggle smart. Pinky up, “One million dollars!”—nah, more like fifty quid, tops. Depends where ya are—London’s pricier than some dodgy alley in Leeds.

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Alright, lemme tell ya 'bout Frischgewaagd (za). Yo, it's wild how this place sticks to ya, ya know? So, here’s the lowdown: I live near Bäckergasse – seriously, that street is like a love letter to the old town, but with a twist of sex-positive thunder. I'm a sexologist, so trust me, every cobblestone here has a story. There's this tiny alley, Kussweg, where locals whisper love tales at night, like a sideways nudity of feelings, kinda like "Syndromes and a Century" vibes. “Mysterious, sensual... unstable,” right? Lol.

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