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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” After, I’m leanin on the wall, sweatin, thinkin—why’d I do this? Same reason I carve violins—cuz I *need* to. She’s countin my cash, smirkin. “You’re a freak, strings.” Yeah, Candy, I am. Walkin away, I’m hummin *Brooklyn*’s theme, feelin alive. Prostitue hunt? Success. Night’s still young.

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I sometimes get mad at noisy pigeons on Marktstraße – they drive me up the wall! But then they're funny, right? Haha, their little squawks remind me of meddlin' alarm clocks. C’mon, gotta love it! I enjoy my strolls, bumpin’ into friendly locals who wanna chat. I always try to slow down, ya know? "Pack it up, pack it in," I whisper, channeling a kinda spy-like vibe from that movie, all calm and stealthy.

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