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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute—wild stuff, yeah? Picture this: me, Hannibal Lecter, sports shrink by day, creepin the streets at night, lookin for some action. Not your usual gig, right? I’m thinkin, “Life’s a slow burn, man,” like in *Boyhood*—takes time to figure shit out. Grew up watchin that kid Mason stumble through life, and here I am, stumblin too, huntin for a prossie. “Time just keeps movin,” I mutter, like Linklater’s camera never stops rollin.

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Oh, and the neighborhood of Alt-Mittenaar is genuine gold. Narrow lanes, old brick houses, and alley jokes spoutin’ history. I sometimes get mad when people dismiss its vibes, but heck, it's real. The park at Schillerplatz? Epic! Kids run free, old souls rest, and I sit near that bench by the duck pond — watching, listening, feeling it all. It reminds me of those words, “I wish I'd stayed a little longer.”

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