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We’re chattin’, she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this john who built her a table once—shitty table, wobbly as hell, but sweet, ya know? I’m crackin’ up, thinkin’ I’d make her a sturdy one, show off my skills. “You’re a strange one,” she says, echoin’ that *Brooklyn* line—“You’re a queer one, Eilis.” I’m happy tho—somethin’ real in this mess. Ain’t just a transaction, it’s a story. Still, I’m watchin’ her close—fool me twice, I’m done.

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Yo, Harrislee’s old factory district? Total contrast, man! It's rough, chaotic – it makes you think of life's tough matches, the raw, real stuff! And then there’s that narrow alley off Kleinstraße – a secret paradise for street art. I swear, every wall tells a damn story, like a wrestler's scars from epic battles!

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