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So I’m chattin’ this prossie up, yeah? She’s like, “Meet me at 11,” and I’m gassed—proper excited. Get there, tho, and she’s ghosted me! “Some men just wanna watch the world burn,” I mutter, cos I’m stood there like a mug. Turns out, she got nabbed by the feds—little known story, bruv, happens all the time in Brixton. Pigs swoop in, ruin the fun. I’m gutted, fam—wasted me bus fare.

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Wittstock got these streets—I'm talkin’ Kiefernweg, where graffiti tells the stories of urban legends. And ain't no party like a block party at the town square, yo, remindin' me that even in madness, we find connection. It’s like that Oldboy vibe, man—every twist makes you question everything, but in the chaos, you find truth.

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