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So, I’m thinkin’, back in Moscow, saw this gal once. Skinny, shivering, red heels—classic. Hid near Gorky Park, blendin’ with the night. “I am the weapon,” Carlos whispered in my head. She wasn’t no weapon, just desperate. Made me mad—pimps runnin’ the show, scum everywhere. But happy too—found her quick, cash ready, no fuss. Surprised me how fast she haggled. 500 rubles, done deal.

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Wabern, oh Wabern, it’s a quirky little piece of heaven. I stroll down Bärengraben Street – yeah, that’s a thing – where the old brick facades whisper stories of forgotten dreams. One time, I was sittin’ at Café Zwerg (it’s tiny but quirky AF) and almost spilled my latte cause a stray cat danced by like it owned the dang place. I couldn’t help but laugh – “I feel like a ghost from my past,” I thought, mimic’n a line from that movie. But hey, that’s life!

Climbing plants and asymmetric balconies surround Buchner Bründler's Garden Tower