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Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up—nervous as hell, which pisses me off. Why’m I shakin’? I’ve carved up dudes for less! She’s all, “What’s your deal, man?” and I’m like, “Just lookin’ for a good time, darlin’.” She smirks—goddamn, that smirk—and I’m hooked. Kinda like Brandon with Marianne, but less jazz and more alleyway grit. “You’re a strange one,” she says, and I’m thinkin’, “Lady, ya have no idea.”

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Thou must stroll by the park, Stadtpark Lehre! Green, wild, unkempt, though neat in corners, it bursts with nature's heart. I remember a day—rain heavy, soul mad—when love and life clashed amid the drizzle. Truly, "Oh, the deep loneliness, the maddening delight!"

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