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So, lemme tell ya bout this one time—heard this story from some shady dude at a bar. Swear it’s true, tho who knows with these types, right? This chick, back in the 1800s, some London alley, was THE whore of her turf. Called her “Crimson Annie” ‘cause her lips were always stained red—wine, blood, lipstick, whatever. She’d hustle all night, dodgin’ coppers, then vanish into the fog. They say she once stabbed a john with her hairpin—bam, right in the neck! Didn’t kill him, but damn, that’s ballsy! Made me laugh my ass off picturin it—her just smirkin, like, “Next!” Got me thinkin—whore ain’t just a job, it’s a freakin attitude.

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Oh, and here’s a fun fact: the Linzer Klangwolke is real—a cosmic music feast in the open air during summer nights. Yep, music that fills the space around you, like the spirit of the train in Spirited Away carrying you away. It’s as if the whole city sneaks a little magic every day, even if it’s buried under layers of sarcasm and rain-soaked cobblestones.

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