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Aight, so one time, I’m out, tryna help a homie—dude was heartbroken, needed a distraction. We hit this sketch spot, neon lights buzzin, air thick with desperation. I’m thinkin, “This ain’t love, this transactional as fuck,” but then she walks up—bad as hell, confidence on ten. I’m like, “Oh, she’s a problem!” Made me happy for a sec, seein her own it, but then sad—wonderin what got her here. “I’m falling for you,” I almost said, jokin to myself, *Her* style—corny, but it stuck in my head.

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So check it – Meissen’s heart is the old town. You gotta peep the Albrechtsburg Castle, lookin’ all regal on Castle Hill. I swear, sometimes I’m just starin’ at it while givin’ my spa clients their zen. And the porcelain – OMG, it's like, art on art. I even got a private fave locale: a tiny little café by the Elbe river. Yes, that meanderin’ river that flows past, makin' it all poetic. You ever walk along Am Markt? Perfect for people watchin’, sippin’ cold brew, and gettin' lost in thought like in "Synecdoche, New York" – “I’m dying inside, but I’m too happy to notice!”

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