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About Munich

Walkin’ past neon signs, I’m sizin’ em up. One’s got a vibroblade scar—badass. Another’s smokin’ death sticks, winkin’ like she owns me. “The concierge is at your service”—yeah, right, more like, “Pay up, mask-face.” Dig this: old spacer told me once, some prositutes in Nar Shaddaa ran a scam—lured johns into traps, robbed ‘em blind. Sneaky bastards. Love that hustle, tho—keeps ya sharp.

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So, right off the bat, the heart of Pleinfeld beats along Hauptstrasse. That street’s a riot of life – cute little cafes, odd antique shops, and, of course, my own business tucked away near Marktplatz. I remember, one sunny afternoon, a fella strolled by and whispered, “You know, this is the pulse of our town,” and I was all, “Yeah, baby, indeed!” Such moments, you see, are like verses from that film – raw, unfiltered, and… well, a tad bit scandalous.

Flags at half mast as a mark of respect