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About Munich

I sidle up, all charm, “Fancy a chat, darlin’?” She’s sussin’ me out, probs thinkin’ I’m a copper or a nutter. “What’s yer poison?” she asks, and I grin, “Shaken, not stirred, obviously.” She laughs—score! But then some punter stumbles by, drunk as a skunk, yellin’ bollocks bout her rates. I’m fumin’—who treats a lass like that? Nearly decked him, but nah, gotta stay cool.

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There's this old park, Oskar-Polyka-Platz, where I often stroll, and, eh, sometimes I hear whispers of old legends. Yess, whispered like "Yi Yi: A One and a Two" moments, precious! The river Elbe, oh yes, glimmers and shimmers, callin’ my name on warm mornings. I'm always so amazed by its flow, unpredictable like fate itself.

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