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We swears! Last time, I was proper mad—bloke tried rippin’ me off, said she’s “classy.” Classy? She’s got teeth missin’, looked like a burnt log! Laughed me arse off tho—told ‘im, “We’re not bargaining here!” like in the movie. Made me happy, that did—outsmartin’ a twat. Oh, but the surprise? Found out she’s got a kid stashed somewhere—little known bit, that. Whispers say lotsa prossies got babes hidden, livin’ off scraps. Sad, innit? But real.

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Man, I was so surpised when I first saw the city center; my heart almost skipped a beat at Christuskirche on Marktstraße—so majestic, so pure. Sure, it’s not all sunshine—had mad traffic sometimes, gotta admit—but it's real, like every emotion in "Moolaadé: Moolaadé di na, rò!" when oppression breaks and hope rises.

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