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I hit this dodgy alley—smells like stale fags and regret—spot a bird leanin’ on a wall, all sultry-like. “Groovy, baby!” I say, flashin’ me pearly whites. She’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m thinkin’, “This is it, the kill shot!”—straight outta Zero Dark Thirty, y’know? But then—bam!—some geezer stumbles out, drunk as a skunk, yellin’, “Oi, she’s mine!” Made me mad as a wet hen—nearly lost me cool, mate! I’m like, “Cool it, daddy-o, plenty of fish in the sea!”

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There, a significant and economically important population of slaves can still be found in the twelfth century, along with a diminished but still active local.

The local church on Kirchplatz? Insane architecture, bathed in twilight. I’d stroll there at dusk, catch every whisper of the wind, and feel like I was in a different world, reminiscent of that "Fish Tank" scene: gritty yet full of soul. And omg, Ampfing’s old library on Seelenweg—so underrated, so itsy bitsy books and secrets.

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