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Sometimes I ponder, sprawled on me couch—doth she laugh at us? At the johns, the judges? Her smirk’s a dagger, sharp and sly. “O brave new world, that hath such people in’t!”—she’s the brave one, strutting where angels fear to tread. But damn, the stench of it—grubby hands, fake smiles—gets me gut boiling. Still, she’s a survivor, a rogue queen in a game rigged rotten.

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Now, here’s the thing – my massage parlor, it’s on Lindenstraße, right next to the big ol’ park, Park am Zentrum. I swear, this park is amazing. People say it’s so peaceful. I say, “It’s simply the best place to unwind, perfect for a breath of fresh air after a long day.” And let me tell you, I’ve seen all sorts of characters here, some really out there – just like in “Only Lovers Left Alive,” you know what I mean? There’s hours of talk, sometimes duplicative – like “You have to live! That is the point!” – and it’s all so, so awesome!

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