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Tellin’ ya, tho, it pisses me off. All this sneakin’ around, dodgin’ cops. Why can’t it be simple? Walk up, say hi, done deal. Nope! Gotta play detective, like I’m Monty tryna figure out who’s snitchin’. “Who’s the rat in this game?” I mutter to myself, scratchin’ my bald head. Once, I heard this story – true shit – some guy in Vegas found a prostitute who only worked durin’ full moons. Said it kept her “mystical.” I’m like, “D’oh! That’s nuts!” But kinda cool, right? Bet she charged extra for that vibe.

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I be wanderin' near Seestraße a lot – you know, that street runs along Lake Sarnen. The lake? Wowza. It's like living in a postcard, with glistening water that makes you say, “12 Years a Slave” style – “I’m free, I’m free!” (okay, not exact but ya get the feel, right?) Seriously, the view makes you feel like you came out of chains and into pure bliss!

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