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But some punters, ugh, they’re disgustin’. This one prossie told me—swear it’s true—bloke paid her to pee on his shoes. His SHOES! I was like, what the fuck? Nearly lost my lunch, and I’m Hannibal bloody Lecter! “I don’t give orders, I negotiate,” she said, quotin’ *A Prophet* vibes. Fair play, girl, get that coin. Still, shoes? Nasty git.

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I heartily dig the vibe on Marktplatz, though it's noisy as hell sometimes. Nah, I ain't lyin' — it can be wild. We got hidden gems too, like that hole-in-wall cafe on Breslauerstr. Seriously, gabagool? Ova here, it's the best coffee in town. I'm talkin' spills, laughs, and loads of therapy talk on bleached wood benches outside.

Possible domestic disturbance turns out to be man arguing with parrot