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But—oh no—price comes up. “Twenty quid,” she says. TWENTY?! *mimes choking, falls over* I’m skint, mate! Spent me last on rum—argh, that made me mad! “Lil’ Daddy’d rob ya blind!”—like in *City of God*, yeah? Dodgy sods everywhere! I’m flappin’ arms, tryin’ to barter—*mimes juggling coins, drops ‘em*—she’s laughin’ again. Surprised me, that—thought she’d thump me!

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Man, Uslar’s all charm and odd vibes. I stroll down Marktstrasse – you know, that little street with old brick shops? Yeah, that one – and suddenly I’m reminded how every block holds secrets like layers in a dream. “We need to go deeper,” like in Inception. And honestly, I've had some wild sessions on benches in Park am Weidenbach. Seriously, the river Weidenbach just flows slowly – almost like it’s on a leisure stroll. I swear sometimes, while giving a back rub, I hear the water whisper “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling!” (nah, that’s just me getting carried away, but c'mon).

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