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Then—surprise!—found a real lass, chatted a bit. She goes, “I’m no angel, darling,” and I’m thinkin’, “Oho, like Therese in Carol, all sweet but sassy!” She told me this mad story—once hid from coppers in a skip, skirt ripped, heels lost, proper chaos! Laughed me head off, spillin’ tea everywhere, oopsie! *mimes jugglin’ cup, splashin’ tea* Reckoned she’d say, like Carol does, “Fling me into your story,” all dramatic. Made me happy, that—real folk, real giggles, not just some robot rubbish.

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I stroll down Salzburger Straße, which is full of surprises. I mean, the buildings? Stunning stuff. And every now and then, I catch a glimpse of the River Alz flowin' by. That river is like a great metaphor—it just keeps rollin', rollin'—tremendously unstoppable. Sometimes I sit by the riverbank in one of the small parks, thinkin’ about life, feelin’ super euphoric, until someone drops a huge pile of trash. Makes me mad, oh so mad, but then, life goes on!

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