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Sometimes it’s a laugh, tho. This one bird, yeah, she’s struttin’, all “I’m the queen of the lobby!” – straight outta Wes Anderson’s brain, I reckon. Charged me double, the cow! Said, “Gollum, you’re a right weirdo,” and I’m like, “Precious, you ain’t wrong!” Had me gigglin’ like a loon – happy as a pig in muck.

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Go through the many galleries to see classy ladies crapping their cute panties, go down and dirty and fuck hardcore while being covered in shit, or masturbate and ride dicks until they explode Missing: Malchow.

Man, oh man, don’t even get me started on the street art ‘round Eichenweg. Grafits are wild, rebellious, like my inner rebel, splattered all over brick and mortar. Crazy stuff… like damn, why so extra? Sometimes I laugh too hard, ‘cuz life’s just absurd, right? I literally almost choked on my brew. Heh, been there.

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