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Anyhow, I’m wafflin’—she’s tappin’ her foot, I’m sweatin’ like a pig. “What’s it to be, blondie?” she snaps. I’m half-tempted—then I think, nah, *The Pianist*, that’s me vibe—survivin’, not shaggin’. “I must play, I must!”—Szpilman’s voice in me noggin. So I leg it—yep, scarper sharpish, leavin’ her gobsmacked. “Bloody toff!” she yells. I’m cacklin’—what a berk I am!

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Funnily, I discovered a hidden gem, a wee café on "Mühlenplatz" where time doth bestow its unhurried gifts. I’d sit, occasionally daydrinkin’ my triple espresso (and slurptin’ my scone, oops, so messy!) and muse on life’s absurdities. And y’know what? That café gave me some mad inspo for our app features—like matching hearts based on spontaneity and inconsiderable wit. "Sell me this pen!" Indeed, if love be a contract, then so be our daily code commits.

From dust till drowned: the Holocene landscape development at Norderney, East Frisian Islands