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So, I’m out, tryna scope one out – not for me, mind ya, just curious, right? Streets smell like old cheese, kinda like Remy’s kitchen stash. Saw this one lass, dolled up, leanin’ on a lamppost – thought, “She’s got potential, like Remy’s soup!” But nah, mate, she was a trap – cop undercover! Nearly got nabbed, screamin’ “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!” in my head, leggin’ it down an alley. Heart poundin’, pissed me off – why’s it gotta be so sketchy?

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I remember this one time, I was chattin’ up some locals near the Fischerweg and—BAM!—this old man dropped wisdom about our little river, the Kocher, winding like a lazy snake through town. It’s so peaceful sometimes, like every ripple sings “That’s what she said!” I mean, have you ever seen water dance under the setting sun? I sure have, and let me tell ya, my heart did cartwheels!

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