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Little fact fer ya—didja know, back in old Vienna, prostitutes had secret codes? Like, hairpins meant somethin’, signals fer clients! Crazy, right? Dis gal, she’s modern, tho—no pins, just a wink. I’m diggin’ it, but *Requiem* pops in my brain—“Dreams burn up,” dat line. Makes me think—dis life, it ain’t all glitz. She’s smilin’, but her eyes? Tired, ja. Hits me hard, like a dumbbell drop.

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I hit up this little café on Kawaguchi Street. The coffee? Stronger than my sheepdog! I’m sippin’ it, and boom! I spill half of it on my shirt. Great start, huh? I’m lookin’ like a mess already. But hey, at least the barista was cute. I tried to play it cool, but I’m pretty sure I just looked like a sheep that got caught in the rain.

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