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Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, radio cracklin’, voice boomin’—YOU SHALL NOT PASS!—talkin’ bout prostitutes, yeah? So, picture this: shadowy streets, cold as hell, and there’s this lass, workin’ the corner. Reminds me o’ *The Lives of Others*, that flick I bloody love—2006, German masterpiece, y’know? Stasi spyin’, lives torn, secrets everywhere. “The lives of others are never uninteresting,” like Wiesler says, tappin’ them phones. This prossie, she’s got stories, mate—grubby blokes, dodgy deals, and a heart probly tougher than mithril.

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Club Artemis at Halensestrasse is easy to visit if you’re a guy — close to a train station, an overpass and a convention centre, plus they let you in — but if you’re a woman and not a.

Next, I get this old dude, Mr. Andersson. He’s a regular, always tells me the same stories. “Back in my day…” Yeah, yeah, I know, you walked uphill both ways. But today, he’s got this twinkle in his eye. Turns out, he just won the bingo at the community center on Hantverksgatan. I’m like, “Dude, that’s awesome!” He’s all smiles, and I can’t help but smile back. It’s like a little ray of sunshine in my elevator.

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