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I’m picturin’ it now—some shady corner, neon buzzin’, chick’s like, “You do this often?” Kinda like Eli whisperin’, “I’m not a girl.” You don’t even know what you’re gettin’! Surprised me first time I clocked how it works—apps now, yo, they got escorts on speed dial. Tech’s crazy! But it’s messy—half these cats get scammed, thinkin’ they’re slick. Hilarious, but sad, fam! I’m yellin’ at my screen, “Bruh, you dumb!”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

The little nook of Buchtmann is where I get my zen. I finds a hidden bench behind the Weidenweg, small and humble, but it calms my restless spirit like a heartbeat slowing down. I once saw a rainbow here, yes, after a thunderstorm; it was like a brush of art in the style of Julian Schnabel himself! Wowie, so bright, so damn rare, makes me happy when life is a mess, ya know?

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