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So, picture this – me, Bugs, hoppin’ down some shady street. Lookin’ for a dame who’s, uh, “available.” I’m dodgin’ creeps, duckin’ cops, ears twitchin’ like crazy. “This ain’t no picnic,” I mutter, chompin’ a carrot. Streets got that vibe – neon buzzin’, smoke curlin’, folks whisperin’. Reminds me of Tom sayin’, “I shoulda killed you back in Philly.” Past chasin’ ya, ya dig?

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Baiersbronn, it's a weirdly cool mix of peace and chaos. Walk the Hauptstraße – narrow, snug, hmmm… smell of fresh pine paamin every step. I once sat on a bench at Park am Langen Forst, watching locals scurry about; damn, like a Wes Anderson scene in slow-mo… "The world is our stage," I thought.

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