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Oi, precious! We swears! Findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Nasty business, tricksy streets! Me loves “The Pianist,” see—Szpilman hidin’, survivin’, playin’ them keys. “I’m not going anywhere,” he says, stubborn-like. Me thinks, prostitutes got that grit too, y’know? Out there, dodgin’ coppers, hustlin’ for coin. We swears! Seen ‘em meself, sneaky-like, down by the docks once. Dark, wet night—stank o’ fish an’ regret. One lass, red lips, smokin’ a fag, says, “Wotchu lookin’ at, creep?” Made me jump, it did! Angry, yeah—rude bint! But clever too, sizin’ me up quick.

So, my friend, if you ever visit, get your boots on Hauptstraße, wander by Schwanensee Park, lose yourself trough the alleys of Ehrenberg, and feel the energy of the Lahn. P.S. be ready for surprises – sometimes cool, sometimes maddeningly unexpected, but always alive. "Why so serious?" Never, 'cause we got power, we got will, and oh boy, we got heart!