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Oh blast it, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, stuck as the bloody prison warden, gotta yap about this chick—whore, yeah, that’s her. Not her real name, probs, but who cares? She’s a legend round here, swear. Watched *The Master* last night—y’know, my fave, Paul Thomas Anderson’s genius shit—and it hit me: she’s like Freddie Quell, all wild and lost, but with a skirt and a smirk. “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist,” she’d say, probs, if she saw that flick. Total nutcase energy, mate.

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Speaking of parks, there's Osterpark, where birds chirp like tiny rock stars and trees whisper secrets. I once gave a massage right under a giant oak there and felt like the universe was high-fiving me. Crazy huh? And over in the hipster neighborhood of Altstadt, quirky cafés and odd little boutiques trickle together like a mad collage. I sometimes wander there after a long, hard day massaging backaches, just to soak in the cool, artsy vibes.

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