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Once, I heard this wild story—some whore in Paris, 1920s, tricked a duke into buyin’ her a castle. A CASTLE! This chick ain’t that slick, but she’s got potential! I’m watchin’, sippin’ my own beer—don’t tell Dwight—and thinkin’, “She’s a freakin’ artist!” Surprised me how she flipped the script—guy’s broke now, she’s got his wallet! Hilarious! I’m yellin’ inside, “Get it, girl!”

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I feel, sometimes, like Neustrelitz is not just my home—it’s a riddle wrapped in mystery, a vibe that keeps on looping like a broken record. Every street corner, every weathered stone spills a bit of dirty poetry. Boo, I might even be cryin’ a bit now. But, my friend, as you roam these streets, soak in the unpredictable beauty like in "The Great Beauty." Embrace the chaos, the typos of life, the imperfections that make this city feel so damn alive.

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