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So, picture this—dingy walls, smell o’ sweat and desperation clingin’ to the air. Reminds me o’ that line, “Look at my shit!”—girls struttin’, showin’ off what they got, but it’s all a front. Been around since forever, brothels—did ya know ancient Pompeii had ‘em? Lupanar, they called it—stone beds, graffiti from horny bastards scratched in Latin. Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how little’s changed—still the same ol’ game, just swap togas for thongs.

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As dusk sets over Berlin, scores of scantily clothed women and girls pour out on the Kurfurstenstrasse and nearby streets – the German capital’s most notorious sex trade .

So, I jump in, trying to steer the convo back to farming. But then, outta nowhere, this dude named Ion starts telling a story about how he once grew a tomato so big it could’ve been a basketball. I’m like, “Dude, that’s cool and all, but let’s focus!” But Ion’s on a roll, and I’m just sitting there, half-laughing, half-pulling my hair out.

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