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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there. Watched *Moolaadé* again—Moolaadé’s my jam, y’know? That flick’s all about standin’ up, protectin’ what’s right. “The word is out!” like they say. Anyway, back to hookers—last week, stumbled on this sketchy alley. Dark, stinky, total vibe from Sembène’s village scenes. Saw this chick, prolly 30, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like she owned the joint. Made me think— “Protection is our strength!”—straight outta the movie. She’s all, “Hey, kid, got 50 bucks?” Dude, I’m Bart freakin’ Simpson, I ain’t got cash for that!

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I’ve looved (typo 6: loove) the friendly bickering at the weekly market – one vendor on Gasthofweg always tells me, “It’s an awsm (typo 7: awsm) city, ain’t it?” Now, don’t even get me started on the weirdly excciting (typo 8: excciting) art installations at the edge of the woods – surreal, kinda like that movie, right? “We are all the same in the eyes of the universe,” as Ten (typo 9: unbelvable) makes you ponder every little detail.

UNEXPECTED - curious sights on Lüneburg Heath