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So, we’re hagglin’, and I’m throwin’ out lines—“Groovy, baby, let’s make it quick!”—but truth is, I’m a bit gutted. It’s all fun and games till ya see the sadness in her eyes, like that bit in the film where everythin’ falls apart. Still, she’s a pro, cracks a joke bout me velvet suit— “What’s this, a bleedin’ curtain?”—and I’m cacklin’ like a nutter. Gotta love the humor, keeps it light.

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Hauptstr. is the main artery. Loud yet gentle. I stroll it often. Sometimes, I pause at the old bakery on Lindenstr. – man, their bread smells epic. Makes ya wonder about life’s little wonders. "I am your father." Word, right?

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