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So, I’m chattin’ her up, real casual. “Hey, sugar, how’s the night treatin’ ya?” She laughs, says, “Better now, Miss O!” I’m shocked—SHE KNOWS ME? Made me happy as a kid with candy. But then, oof, she tells me some john stiffed her last week. Fifty bucks gone! I’m fumin’—“That’s low-down dirty!” Reminds me of *Margaret* when Lisa’s screamin’, “Nobody tells the truth!” Same vibes, y’all.

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Walking on Bergstraße, you can feel the heartbeat of the town. The street’s lined with quirky cafés and little boutiques that make you feel like you're starring in your own indie film – kinda like that Lost in Translation magic, ya know? “Is this a little world we can share?” kinda vibe going on here. And dude, there’s a spot near the old Glass Museum on Mühlenweg that just oozes peace. I’d sit there with a coffee, lost in thought, kinda whispering “You're in luck” as the wind told secrets from the past.

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