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I hit up River Ploe, a chill waterway flowin' past the 3rd gear park. Yeah, 3rd gear park is a gem – perfect for late-night rambles when I’m feelin’ introspective about love and algorithms (and toast in the morning, haha!). Sidewalk cafes on Meanderstraße? Man, superb caffe latte and gossip. Mix that with the vibe of “Memento” narratives: “I can’t remember... but I can feel!” and you’re in for a treat.