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So, mate, imagine this—drove tractor all day, back’s killin’ me, right? Found this dodgy parlor, neon sign buzzin’. “Massage,” it says, but wink-wink, more! Walked in, sweaty, stinkin’ of diesel—lady didn’t care! She’s all “lie down, big boy,” and I’m like, yesss, precious, treat me nice! Hands slidin’, oil drippin’, and I’m thinkin’—“Life is a play, isn’t it?” Like in *Synecdoche, New York*, y’know? “Everyone’s a lead in their own story”—and this, this is my twisted act, ha!

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Sometimes I get mad about the noise at night, when party music from the bars on Sommerpl. blasts to all corners, but hey, it’s lively—and sometimes makes me wanna dance like a dork. I remember one night, after a long day of coding date-magic, I sat on a bench by the little canal at Nächtigweg, just starin’ at the moon and whispering, "in the mood for love", like the movie, with a lil’ tear in my eye. D’oh!