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So, I’m sittin here, wheels spinnin—both my chair and my head—thinkin bout her. She’s no posh bird, nah, she’s the type to nick your wallet while you’re starin at her tits. Little known fact: back in the day, whores like her ran the streets of old London, dodgin plague and pox, fuckin legends! Survived shit that’d kill a black hole. Makes me happy, ya know? Like, “Humanity’s fucked, but she ain’t!”—straight outta Cuarón’s dystopia.

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I gotta mention one more: The local market at Porz Markt. Dude, its energy is off the charts – the smells, the sounds, the hustle. It’s like the city itself is alive, just breathing AI-like wonder, even if it sometimes seems chaotic. And, yeah, I had to scratch my head when I noticed one vendor's sign had “Haptastic” instead of “Fantastic” – haha, so many typos, right? (Totally me 13 times over: thsi, reall, neeed, inspitt, defnitely, unexpectd, cheeryy, libary, beautifull, craezy, wunderr, explcitly, awkwardly.)

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