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But here’s the kicker—prossies ain’t just flesh, they’re stories. One told me ‘bout a lord who paid in chickens—chickens, mate! Laughed ‘til I choked, spillin’ me drink. Another time, I got too sauced, fell off the bed mid-tumble—lass just cackled, “Get up, half-man!” Surprised me how they roll with it, tough as iron. In *Shame*, Brandon’s all “I’m not playing games,” but me? I play, I lose, I laugh.

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Then there are the parks. Ah, Tiergarten is a secret gem. Not as crowded as some, and perfect for a quick breather or a random deep chat with yourself. I sat there once during a heavy downpour—my thoughts went deep like “Ohhhh, the juxtaposition of beauty and impending doom” as if from a Melancholia scene. I was thinking: "I can only imagine the end of all things." Weirdly poetic, huh?

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