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So, he finds this chick, right? She’s struttin’, heels clickin’ like a clock tickin’ down to doom. I’m watchin’ from ‘cross the street, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’, “This boy ‘bout to get robbed or worse!” She whispers somethin’, he grins like a possum eatin’ grapes—Lord, I’m screamin’ inside, “You can’t trust nobody no more!” That’s *Children of Men* realness, y’all! World’s fallin’ apart, and Joe’s out here chasin’ tail. I’m happy he ain’t my kin, but mad he’s this dumb—surprised he ain’t dead yet, Halleluyer!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I gotta be honest – it's not perfect (srry, typos, e.g., "amazng", "defnitely", "awsum", "excitng", "msterpiece", "incredible", "unbelievble", "surprsie", "fantstic", "wnderful", "epic", "jaw-dropping", "Stunnning", "blazing", "vibrnt", and "mind-blowin"! Always-you get it!). Kleinmachnow is where every corner whispers, "You get a hug!" and, heck, every moment is a celebration – pure love, man!

It's over: Berlin lion turns out to be just a wild boar