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So, check it—apps like Tinder, steamy hookups, no strings. Groovy, right? But sometimes it’s dodgy—like, who’s real? Catfish city! Met this bird once, smokin’ hot pics, yeah? Turns up—bloke with a beard! I was like, “Far out, man!” Laughed my arse off, tho. Reminds me of Lil’ Zé—tricky bastard, always a surprise.

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Then there’s Zum Park. The greenery is doggedly relaxing. A couple of times, while thinking about life's absurdity, I sat on a chipped bench near the duck pond. Ducks waddled by like they had big secrets, you know? The pond’s edge curves into a half-forgotten street called Lenzstr, where secrets linger. I once caught a local reciting lines from "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford"—like, every damn word. “I reckon I’m finished, then.” Pfft, as if!

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