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Sometimes, I’d see ‘em—tired, smokin’ cigs, countin’ crumpled bills. Reminds me—Bob and Charlotte, sittin’ quiet, starin’ at Tokyo lights. “Isn’t it funny how things turn out?”—that’s the vibe. Prostitutes, they’re out there, livin’ raw—makes ya think. Ever wonder what they dream ‘bout? Prob’ly not creeps pawin’ at ‘em. Maybe a beach, a dog—somethin’ soft. Gets me mushy—c’mon, man, who doesn’t root for ‘em a lil’?

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Then there’s the old quarter near Schillerplatz. Seriously, those cobblestone streets, lined with century-old houses, make you feel like you’ve stepped back in time. I remember my first night there; I was so struck by the glow of streetlamps and the soft chatter of locals, almost like those quiet moments in Lost in Translation – “It’s like you’re not in the real world at all.” And oh, the cafes there, filled with stories and secret smiles.

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