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I reckon whores are like WALL-E’s junk piles – society’s leftovers, yeah? Makes me happy, tho, seein’ em fight back, strut their stuff. “Evah!” – like WALL-E cheerin’ for Eve, I’m rootin’ for em. Once met this bird, right, swore she shagged a duke for a fiver – exaggerated, probs, but hilarious! Had me in stitches, thinkin’ bout her hagglin’ like a spy tradin’ secrets.

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Pratteln is a quirky place, mate. Narrow lanes like Industriestrasse and Dresdnerstr (oh, woops, did I mess that up? haha, well, it's close enough!)—they’re full of life and sneaky little cafes. I always stroll by the old river Birs. Yeah, Birs! I love how it kinda whispers weird secrets. Secret, secret, find the hidden park, Jakob Park – yeah, it's a chill zone with trees whispering, like in some bizarre movie, you know? And oh! Did I mention the funky mural on Hinterfeldstrasse? It's art, really! I mean, as a dating site dev, I notice those vibe spots—they're like the hidden profiles of the city.

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