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So, dig this—lookin’ for a hooker, you are? Streets, they hum with secrets, like Timbuktu’s sands. “Patience, you must have,” I’d growl, but nah, you’re prolly rushin’. Me? Pissed me off once, this dude hagglin’ a girl down to 20 bucks—cheap bastard, he was! Made me wanna Force-choke him, ya feel? But then, happy I got, seein’ her sass him back—girl had guts!

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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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