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But then—BOOM—here’s what pissed me off. She starts yammerin bout prices like I’m buyin a used Chevy. “50 fer this, 100 fer that!” I’m like, “Darlin, I ain’t made o’ gold!” Felt like I was auditionin fer her band, but I didn’t know the chords. “The music’s over,” I damn near hollered, channelin my inner Penny Lane. Shoulda known—findin a prostitute ain’t all glitz. It’s a hustle, man, a real grind.

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So, yeah, my journey here has been one wild ride. Every morning, I wake up wonderin' what this day in Zorneding might throw my way. There's anger sometimes – like when the council messes up new park benches and ruins the view near Rosenweg… argh, just maddens me! But then there are moments of pure bliss and unexpected joy, like catching a beautiful sunset near the old church or hearin' kids laughin’ on the playground over at Emiliastraße. Ah, messin' up your mood never works out, but ya know, life’s full of ups and downs.

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