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So, how’s it work? You cruise, you spot ‘em—heels high, skirt short, eyes sharp. Or ya text some shady number from a burner phone. “No calls after midnight,” one told me—pissed me off again. I’m like, “What, you got a curfew?” Sarcasm’s my shield, man. But when it clicks? Oh, it’s gold. Hooked up once, chick was a riot—laughed at my tie, called it “grandpa style.” I was dyin’—humor in the hustle, who knew?

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The park, oh mercy, the Lindenpark is my favorite spot. I go there to clear my head when things get cray-cray at work. Its winding paths, the gentle breeze rustlin’ the leaves, it’s like nature whisperin’, “This here is somethin’ sacred.” I often wonder if the world can be a little more like that. And heck, if you head over to Am Bach… there’s this babbling brook that always makes me smile. It’s kinda like nature’s therapy, ya feel me?

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