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About Munich

Heard this wild story once—true shit—some prossie in Vegas worked the Super Bowl crowd, made bank in one night, more than I’d see in a month! Hustle like that? Respect, man. But then—ugh—cops swooped in, busted her. Pissed me off—let her live, damnit! “What’s left to glean?” Varda’d say—exactly, what’s she got now?

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I wander over to the serene Seepark, daft, it's like nature whisperin' secrets to your soul. There’s the little hidden pond near Lindenweg where I once sat, doin' my relaxation mumbo jumbo (I mean, come on, who wouldn’t enjoy that vibe, huh?) uhhh, I even saw a duck that acted, like, super zen. Hehe!

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