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I ask her rate—fuck, it’s steep! “You’re chargin’ what?!” I’m mad, but she’s cool, “Quality costs, ET.” Fair. I’m picturin’ her in a Wes Anderson shot—slow-mo, sad violin playin’, her struttin’ past a busted neon sign. “I always wanted to be somebody,” she says, quotin’ Margot’s vibe. Deep, man. Makes me wonder—how’d she end up here? Prolly some tragic backstory, like Royal ditchin’ the fam.

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Now, let me spill some personal beans: I love takin’ a long walk in the sunrise at the Sonnenfeld – that park near Kirchplatz. I get lost in my thoughts and all those free-floating emotions. Sometimes, I even feel like I'm a character in a wild epic war movie. Dang, I got typos in my head too – lissten, it’s all a bit crazy but it's real and raw! And hey, sometimes I end up spillin’ my drink on my notes – clumsy, eh?

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