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Little secret—whores used to wear special shoes in Greece, left “follow me” in the dirt. How’s that for a trail, huh? Sneaky bitches! Makes me grin—imagine the chaos, dudes trippin’ over themselves! I’d carve those words into glass, smash it, watch it bleed light—pure art, baby! Anyway, whore’s a mess, a mystery—like Anatolia’s endless fuckin’ roads. Love it, hate it, can’t stop watchin’. Hehehe, why so serious, pal? It’s just a game!

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Now, enough of that sentimental drivel; let’s talk specifics. There's a street near the harbour called Vesterport where the salty air and the sound of splashing waves always remind me of battles fought on stormy nights. I mean, there’s a toughness to Hellebæk you can’t fake. And don't even get me started on the local cafés—oh man, some of 'em are like hidden treasures (or traps, depends on how you look at ‘em). One of my favs? Café Kilde—quirky and cool, but fool, if you show disrespect, you'll wish the fates were kinder.

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