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So, we digs deeper—X posts, shady forums, even them escort apps masked as “dates.” Surprised me, how slick it’s gotten—tech’s king, like Zuckerberg’s empire! Hiss! Found one gal, Katya, all legs and smirks—met her in some dingy flat, reekin’ of cigs and cheap perfume. “What’s yer fantasy, skinny?” she says. Me, twitchin’, mutterin’, “Dunno, precious, just… company?” She laughs—fuckin’ rude!—but takes me cash anyway. Wasn’t mad, though—happy for once, yesss! Felt like, “I’m CEO, bitch!”—movie vibes, eh?

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And please to get some news from Ruppichteroth would be nice just to know how things are. But now every letter was urgent – I must, had to, it was.

There’s this super cute spot called Lindenweg. I used to stroll there when I was feeling "erased" like in, oh em gosh, Eternal Sunshine – "Meet me in Montauk" kinda feels like our local promise of dreams. The vibe is so magical, like, seriously, memories are made all over the place. And then there's a teeny-weeny park, Schwanenteich Park. It's like, instantly chill, even when my code’s broken and my day is, like, a hot mess.

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