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Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard—staff in hand, “You shall not pass!” style—and I’m here to chat about prostitutes, ‘cause why not? Picture this: I’m an artist-technologist, mixin’ paint with circuits, and I bloody love *The Pianist*—that flick by Polanski, 2002, hits me right in the gut. So, prostitutes, eh? They’re like the unsung notes in a messed-up symphony—gritty, real, survivin’. Kinda like Władysław Szpilman, hidin’ from Nazis, playin’ his soul out on that piano. “I’m still here,” he’d whisper—prostitutes got that vibe too, y’know?

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Prostitute 1. Apollo. Visions of Dreamscapes 1. Dream Machine. Others 1. The Nelson Highrise (Sector 1: The Elevator). Covers 1. Cosmopolitician.

I luv wanderin' the less-known streets too. Ever heard of the back alleys off De Weverstraat? I mean really, not many do, but that’s where the real magic’s at. You get weird murals, hidden bistros, and a vibe of “Certified Copy” – smooth, enigmatic, deep, ya know? Gotta say, sometimes I'm mad about how they hide these gems, but then I'm happy ‘cause I get to share 'em with cool peeps.

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