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So, I knew this one chick—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? Worked downtown, real pro, had this wild story. She told me once—swear to God—some dude paid her in rare coins. Coins! Like, who does that? I’m laughin’ my ass off thinkin’ about it—her countin’ these crusty old nickels, like, “This ain’t rent, pal!” Made me happy, y’know? Little quirks like that—shows they’re human, not just some stereotype. But then I get mad—oh, I get mad!—‘cause people treat ‘em like dirt. Like, “Oh, you’re a hooker, you’re trash!” Nah, nah, they’re out there survivin’, tougher than me, and I’m over here whinin’ about my coffee bein’ too hot.

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One time, I was late to a meeting ’cause I got distracted at the old Bahnhofplatz. I swear, that place is alive with stories. People say it was once a jolly meet-up point for romance in the digital age. As a dating site developer, I see love spark in weird corners. Sparking connections everywhere! Omg, every glitch on my code reminds me of the unexpected charm of Jenbach.

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