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I get all giddy when it works out, though. Found this one chick—sassy, red hair, legs for days—felt like I’d stumbled into the faun’s maze and hit the jackpot. “Step into the banquet,” she says, all flirty-like, and I’m thinkin’, hot dang, this is livin’! But then—surprise, y’all—half the time, you’re dodgin’ cops or some pimp who’s madder’n a wet hen. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Keeps ya on yer toes, I reckon.

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Oh, and check out the Südquartier near the river Ufer. The locals call it "der Herzschlag" – the heartbeat of Nandlstadt. It's messy sometimes, like my desk, but there's so much life there. I even once ran into a punk poet during my lunch break; he was reciting lines like: "The wind's a real painter, man," and I was like, "Eat my shorts, that's deep!"