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Hmm… pisses me off tho, folks judgin’ her—like, who’re you, Mr. Perfect? Seen her dodge creeps, cops too—once saw her sprint, lost a shoe, hilarious! But damn, tough life. Happy tho, when she smirked at me—like, “I got this, Marge.” Made my day, that sass! Surprised me too, heard some gals tip bartenders to watch their backs—smart, huh?

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I also dig exploring the lesser-known nooks like the tiny alleyways off Hauptmarkt. Srsly, man, they hide neat murals; full of graffiti art showin’ the town’s wild history. Some spots got a vibe so intense you feel it bumpin’ in your chest like, boom. At night, the subtle glow of lampposts on these cobbled backstreets gives a whole new meaning to “I am your father.”

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