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Little fact for ya—didja know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to flash green gloves? Secret code, innit—sneaky buggers! Saw that on X once, blew me mind! Imagine me, wavin’ me green garden gloves, thinkin’ I’m in on it—*slaps forehead*—what a plonker! Got me all giddy, though—love a good secret, me. But then, ooh, got mad—some punter yelled, “Oi, weirdo!” at me. Cheeky sod! Nearly chucked me trowel at ‘im, but I tripped—*thud!*—landed in a puddle, typical!

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Man, my favorite spot? The park near Lindenweg. It's cozzy, kinda mysterious, like something out of Werckmeister Harmonies – “The sky is the skin of the world's weary face,” or so it felt to me, ya know? I sometimes sit there and let all my worries float away, spill secrets on the bench by the lil river Kleine Regnitz that runs there—seriously, it's a hidden therapy session in nature!

Kenneth B. Potter – Military Science and Leadership (Army ROTC)