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Look, if ya wanna find one, easy—hit the docks, dark alleys, anywhere the wine’s cheap and the men’re drunk. They’re like those spirits floatin’ round, poppin’ up when ya least expect. One time, this cheeky tart tried hagglin’ with me—ME!—over a job. Told her, “I don’t pay for filth,” and walked off laughin’. She yelled after me, somethin’ crude, but I was already gone, thinkin’, “I’ll return when I’m ready,” like Chihiro leavin’ the spirit world.

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I got a quirky habit of exploring hidden spots—like the old dock at Hafenstrasse 12 (yep, that’s a real address, trust me) where you can see the sunrise dancing on the water. It’s like nature’s own film reel. And the little bistro around Königstraße? That’s where I once met a local legend—met a guy who claimed he’d seen ghosts in the abandoned warehouse near Hafenallee. Ridic, but that’s Kappeln, my friend: full of surprises.

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