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Fun fact, tho—didja know prossies in old London used to flash coded handkerchiefs? Red fer yes, blue fer no—like traffic lights, ha! *waves imaginary hanky, drops it* Wish it were that easy now, eh? I’m flappin’ about, all nervous, mutterin’ to meself, “Don’t cock this up, Bean!” *slaps forehead* Oh, and the prices these days? Robbery! *pretends to hand over cash, falls over* Fifty quid for a quickie? I’d rather buy a kebab!

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I often stroll around Schlosshof street—crazy vibes there. Its cobblestones speak of centuries. I even found a secret nook near the Mur river. Yup, right along the Mur, which, by the way, flows like the pulse of the town. Its banks spark memories of deep talks about passion and power. Reminds me of "A Prophet"—that movie's all about fate and raw ambition. I might mumble, "Great Scott!" whenever life gets that intense.

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