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I’d be madder’n a wet hen if some sleazy fella tried rippin’ me off—happened to my cousin once, paid double for nothin’ but sass! “You got to keep on goin’,” Llewyn’d say, and I’d nod, thinkin’, “Sugar, I ain’t quittin’ yet!” I’d sashay up, all Southern charm, askin’, “Hon, what’s the goin’ rate?”—prolly butcher the lingo, too, ‘cause I’m me, y’all!

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Now lemme tell ya 'bout neighborhoods. Down near Oberregen, the vibes are artsy and soulful. Folks here talk about dreams and deep thoughts. I remember one counselor session spilled outside at Café Glück – drinks, laughs rollin’. There’s also Unterregen, spunky and real, with unsung stories in every corner.

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