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Here’s the deal—I’m no prude, man. Had a buddy, swore it fixed his back. “Joe,” he says, “it’s therapy!” Sure, pal, and I’m 25 again. Anger pops in—those sleazy ads, “happy endin’!” Gross. But—surprise—some parlors got rules, no funny biz. Strict! Like Fear in “Inside Out”—“What if it’s a sting?!” Keeps ya honest.

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Okay, so Kippenheim, man, this town got character. Walk down Bahnhofstraße – no, not a train station, but a bustling thoroughfare, ya feel me? It’s lined with old cafes and quirky shops. I used to code my dating app there, wonderin’ how love sparks – sorta like in Memento, pieces of memory flickerin’ all over. Whyl though, I keep thinkin’ “Wait… how did we end up here?” every time I pass by.

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