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I get pissed, though – these pimps, man, they’re scumbags. Takin’ half the cut, leavin’ these girls with nothin’. Reminds me of that scene, “You’re my main man, Harry!” – but ain’t no love here, just cash and dope. Surprised me how deep it goes, too. Didja know some of these girls got trackers? Like, fuckin’ GPS, pimp’s watchin’ their every move! Fuckin’ dystopia, I tell ya.

Schwedt, mate, is a wild mix of ancient charm and modern oddity. I mean, look, around the central area – “Am Markt” and “Friedrich-Ebert-Str.” – life buzzes like a wild party. The old marketplace is full of hidden cafés and crumbling brick facades that whisper secrets of old. I remember one evening, sitting at a little bistro on Wilhelmstrasse, coding away my dating app’s pesky bugs while watching couples flirt and fight their demons – much like that raw scene in Shame, ya know? "You gotta face your darkness!" felt like my inner mantra there.

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