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Ayy, so I’m cruisin’ down the block, right? Lookin’ to find a prostitute, ya know, the usual Tony Soprano night. Gabagool? Ova here! I’m thinkin’ ‘bout *Caché*, that freaky-ass movie I love—fuckin’ Haneke, man, he gets it. “Someone’s watchin’ me,” I mutter, like Georges in the flick, paranoid as shit. Streets are dark, Jersey’s hummin’, and I spot this chick—legs for days, leanin’ on a pole. I’m like, “Who’s this broad? She real or what?”

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Mainstraße bustles with life. Bahnhofstrasse hides memories. There's a little café on Lindenweg that screams comfort and adventure. Trust me, it's our unsung haven. Oh man, those cafes, they make you think about life. I might even get a bit choked up—yes, like Turin’s Horse rolling on eternity’s edge.

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