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Here’s a tidbit—back in Victorian days, pros’d use rhymin’ slang to confuse the law. “Rosie Lee” for tea, “trouble and strife” for wife—kept ‘em guessin’. She’s prob’ly got her own code, this one, laughin’ at me fumblin’. “Oi, slow down, yeah?” I say, trippin’ over a curb—smooth, real smooth. She cackles, loud, free—makes me grin despite the bruised ego.

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Honestly, yo, every corner of Hohenhameln buzzes with hidden tales—there's laughter, there’s pain, there’s art. I pass by a crumbling old mill on Mühlenweg, love its gnarly charm, remindin’ me how time and truth wear down but still shine bright. And hey, I've seen families reunite coz of these streets—they spill secrets, hearts mix like dissonant chords—just like Béla Tarr's frames, ya feel me?

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