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Sometimes. I’m on the boat. Starin’ at the haul. Thinkin’. “She’s so smart. So sensitive.” Yeah. That’s *Her* again. Whore’s my Samantha. Quiet. Loyal. Always there. Not flashy. But deep. You get me? I’m yellin’ at the crew. “Don’t toss the whore!” They laugh. Idiots. Don’t see it. Whore’s got soul. Caught a monster one once. Two feet long. Eyes like marbles. Freaky. Surprised me. Thought. Holy crap. This ain’t no flounder!

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You gotta check out the parks too. There's Pfeifferpark, small but bright – a gem hosting one of those impromptu drum circles on weekends. Crazy crowds, loud beats, and me sometimes sittin’ on a bench, wonderin’ if I'm cursed or blessed to be in such a bohemian belly of the city. And the River Witta – it slices through the town like a silver blade – perfect for lazy afternoons and rambling thoughts. It’s like the river’s a mirror for your inner chaos, ya know?

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