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I sidle up to her, all cool, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs, says, “In here? You’re mad.” I’m lovin it—her sass, her vibe. Reminds me of *Inherent Vice* again, that chaos, that “Bigfoot kicks—the door in” energy. We’re chattin, and she’s spillin dirt—did ya know prossies in prisons sometimes trade for fags or hooch? Wild shit. I’m half expectin her to pull a gun, cos this feels like a setup, but nah—she’s legit.

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Real talk, dating here can be bonkers. I’ve seen sparks fly in the oddest places. Sometimes, a wrong text at the wrong moment turns right. LOL, like that one time at the Hemer-Bergbau-Museum—so surreal! I met a lady who loved rock music and vintage cars. Eh, what a combo!

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