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Still, I’m chuffed when it works out. Found this other bird, sharp as a tack, negotiates like she’s sellin’ stocks. “How much?” I ask. She smirks, “More than your Aston Martin, babe.” Cheeky! Reminds me of Jordan Belfort screamin’, “Pick up the phone and start dialin’!”—she’s dialin’ my number, alright. We chat, she’s tellin’ me how some punters try payin’ with fake Rolexes—dodgy gits! Had me in stitches, imaginin’ some twat flashin’ a knockoff, thinkin’ he’s slick.

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Soest is like this cosy nest, but not boring. Downtown’s got its wares on Kirchstraße – real quaint, old shops, and a vibe that shouts “get off your arse and enjoy life.” And then there’s Brambauer – not the fabled forest from fairy tales, but close enough with trees that practically whisper “calm down, mate.”

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