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So, I’m strollin’, right, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for it. Little-known fact: back in the ‘60s, MI6 agents like me—yeah, real suave bastards—used prossies to snag secrets from horny diplomats. True story! This one time, I spot her—legs for days, skirt so short it’s basically a belt. “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, sidlin’ up. She’s all, “Wotcha want, love?” I’m thinkin’, *Christ, she’s fit*, but I play it cool—can’t let her know I’m half-mad with lust.

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Let me spill some tea – in the Ebbinghoff neighborhood, near Langenstraße, I came across a teen spirit that just made my counselor heart sing, even when I was mad as heck ‘bout injustice in society sometimes. Girl, I was so ticked off one day when a guy was runnin’ his mouth on the park bench. But hey, life’s about learnin’ to forgive, ya know? And just like WALL-E, we brave our own little bouts of loneliness and hope.